This Is War

[Niobe 'Nightmare' Martin]

"A warning to the people
The good and the evil
This is war
To the soldier, the civillian
The martyr, the victim
This is war..."

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The scene slowly opens up to Niobe sitting on a bed in her hotel room, her laptop sitting in front of her open but her eyes are not focused on it. Her eyes are focused on the small tv in front of her, playing a rerun of 'Touch' on the Fox network here in the city. She lets out a sigh, running a hand through her loose blond hair, shifting the loose pieces out of her face to pull it back into a ponytail so that she could actually concentrate on what she was doing at the moment. Which was absolutely nothing right now because of the snow storm that was happening right outside her window. The thick white flakes were sticking to the glass before melting away, melting into water that dribbled onto the framework outside. Inside she was glad that she had ordered in for a bunch of food before the worst of it hit. Chicago was a pretty city, at least in pictures and when it wasn't snowing like it was.

She grabbed the burger that was sitting by her knee and took another big bite out of it, continuing to watch the show on TV, thankful for some kind of entertainment other than staring at the wall. During a break in the show, while a commercial about a new snack played, Niobe's eyes glanced downwards to her computer screen where she had twitter up, going through and reading the latest tweets from celebrities and the APW stars alike. It was interesting to say the least, what people would say over the internet. Entertaining was the word she was looking for. The little message icon lit up suddenly, showing she had a private message from someone. Her brow knit, she clicked on it and her eyes widened a bit. It was from her tag partner, well tag partner for the supershow, Logan Alexander.

"After getting a chance to review what had happened at Survive and Conquer, I just wanted to write to you personally and say thank you for your help, intentional or not. I know that you have your own score to settle with Robina and showing up like you did takes some guts. See you at Meltdown, partner."

The tale of her and Logan seemed to be intertwined with one another, along with Robina. She had helped him out at Survive and Conquer, just to get him out of a sticky situation with his match and that damn Robina. Just the thought of her made Niobe's blood boil, but the thought of what she had done to her last week made her smile. She could still hear the roar of her hometown crowd as she wailed on Robina's exposed body over and over again with that chair. It was worth getting the match thrown out, it was all worth it. Getting confronted by the boss backstage was something she wasn't surprised at. She attacked the boss' pet, and consequenses were sure to follow. Follow they did. The GM had promised to make her life a living hell from now on for even having the gall to stand up to her rule and the way things were running.

Niobe smirked. Things were gonna continue to happen this way whether she liked it or not. She was gonna continue to push her buttons every step of the way until justice was served.

"I think I accomplished everything I set out to do last week on Meltdown. I took that chair and bashed it into every part of your body that I could and it was well worth getting the match thrown out because of it. I know your pissed, I know that you can't stand the fact that I won over you. That I won the battle over you. I did, I did exactly what I said I was going to do and that was wail on you with that steel chair until you couldn't move. I'm going to make sure to keep on doing that, break you until you can't move. I'm going to push it until there's nothing left.

Wherever you go, whatever you do, I'm going to be there. Believe that. I don't care how this match goes, all that matters is that I get to bloody you some more along side my partner Logan.

I'm coming for you, Robina. Watch yourself."