Leaving It In Las Vegas

[Niobe 'Nightmare' Martin]

” You gotta help me out

It's all a blur last night

We need a taxi

'Cause you're hung over and I'm broke

I lost my fake ID

But you lost the motel key

Spare me your freaking dirty looks

Now don't blame me

You wanna cash out

And get the hell outta town

Don't be a baby

Remember what you told me

Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes now

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas …“

#Katy Perry – Waking Up In Vegas

The glittering lights of Las Vegas greeted Niobe’s eyes as she stepped out onto the sidewalk of Las Vegas proper with her boyfriend Tommy Knox in tow besides her, arm around her waist as the loud heavy metal music and the yelling of the other bar patrons followed after the pair as they exited one of the many bars littered about the Vegas strip. She giggled and yelled something back into the closing door to the patrons inside before it shut, and she took a swig out of the bottle that she was drinking out of, looking up into the face of Tommy with a smile. He grinned back down at her and pressed his lips tightly to hers as they continued to walk down the sidewalk, Tommy adjusting the sunglasses over his eyes as he kept a tight grip at his lady, glaring at anyone who looked at her funny.

Niobe had to grin at that, she felt rather special at the moment, and a little buzzed as they strolled to their next destination. The Luxor, specifically, the casino within the building. Tommy had mentioned something to her earlier while they were inside the bar that he felt like gambling and trying his luck somewhere. So she suggested the Luxor, and he didn’t argue with that, just letting her lead the way for them. The lights kept passing them by, as well as time, and the people that were out at this time of the night as their destination got closer and closer to them. The two of them confidently strolling through the doors as if they owned the places themselves, making a beeline for the Roulette tables, Tommy stopping in front of the first one he spotted, his arm disentangling itself from Niobe’s waist. The dealer quirked an eyebrow at him and Niobe both, or maybe it was their outfits that they had on that he was looking at, asking if Tommy wanted to bet on this.

”Red 14 for me.”

Niobe grinned and watched the metal ball drop into the spinning wheel, eyes glancing at the moving numbers, biting her lip as the wheel started to slow down after a while. The metal ball clicked around the slots corresponding to the numbers, landing surprisingly in the slot for red 14. Tommy had won, against the odds. She smiled as Tommy let out a whoop in surprise, garnering a few strange looks from people as he kept it up, betting on another number. His arm snaked back around Niobe’s waist, pulling her close as a beer was deposited on the table in front of him. He would drink that one before ordering another, continuing to bet on the roulette table for a while before tearing himself and his old lady away to the blackjack tables.

The beers kept flowing for him and Niobe, Tommy getting slowly wasted and whatnot as the money continued to flow and his winnings increased. Good luck seemed to be following the pair wherever they went tonight, despite Tommy’s wasted state. They continued around the casino, laughing and giggling as they enjoyed themselves.

”You..are one lucky lady baby.”

”Of course I am, baby. You would of lost with anyone else by your side.”

”Just like you’re going to make those punks lose this week?”

”Exactly. With my luck, and you by my side, Jace, the Guv’nor, and Robina will take a back seat as I steal that title shot for myself. It’s in the cards, as they say, in my cards to win.”

”Right on. You gonna look good with gold around your waist…”

Niobe giggled as Tommy leaned in and kissed her on the neck, the pair walking out of the Luxor after winning it big and getting their fill of booze and cheap snacks as they made their way back to the hotel that they were sharing.

Several minutes later, they arrived, Tommy kicking the door open after turning the knob as he dragged Niobe inside. Niobe held up one finger for him to wait as she flipped open her laptop and pushed record, motioning for him to say something into the camera lens.

Jace, I figured that you would have learned your lesson a few weeks back when I beat the livin' hell out of you on Meltdown. I know you remember, don't act stupid. You came onto the set and laid out an open challenge for anyone who wanted to accept. I know damn well that I wasn't what you expected and the street fight was not the thought that crossed that little brain of yours when you decided to let your mouth write checks that your ass can't cash.

Honestly, I figured that we had both moved on from that until the other week when you decided to throw my name in the mix and bad mouth my old lady, my woman, Niobe "Your fuckin' Nightmare" Martin. It's one thing to bad mouth and call me out but to talk about my woman at the same time, that takes balls. Then again, maybe for someone like you it just takes a lack of intelligence. That's what you showed, bro.

Last week at the beginnin' of the show you asked the simple question, you asked just where Knox was. Well, I answered the question. Did I not? I answered your little question when I climbed in that ring and kicked your ass once again. You managed to get away but I don't see you gettin' lucky two weeks in a row. Niobe has already beaten you once and come Monday night, she's thirsty for blood and comin' to end your hopes and dreams of winnin' that North American championship.

That goes for any wrestler in the match. I don't care if you're Jace Savage, Niobe Martin or that queer talkin' piece of shit, The Guv'nor. Me leavin' Meltdown was the best thing that could have happened to any of you. Now, you have to deal with Niobe and when she's finished with you all, you'll probably wish you met me in the ring instead. She's hungry and lookin' for a good fight. She has just as much fight in her as I do and her not comin' to Overdrive with me is the biggest mistake management has made since I've returned. Her time will come though, it always does. Until then, she'll just have to settle for bein' the Meltdown North American champion and bringin' home another toy for us to play with in the bedroom.

”Well said baby. That Jace doesn’t know when to keep his mouth shut, or know how to take his punishment like a man. I plan on being the one to give that punishment to him by handing him a loss and sending him home from Vegas with nothing but the clothes on his back and the shame of losing to a woman. A woman who’s better than him in everyway. I’m so glad you haven’t forgotten about me Jace, and by the way these sweet tits aren’t yours to begin with. They are mine and for Tommy here to play with. You don’t like my pretty face either? Then fine. But you will be looking at it as I stand over you in victory with my hand raised.
You can be mad as all hell all you want because of what happened to you last week, and you can try and come for Tommy but I guarantee you he’s not going to make it easy on you at all. He’s going to let me get the first crack on you now and toss whatever’s left to him after I’m done. This pretty face knows when to share. I will make you scream and beg for mercy Jace, I promise you that. This is for me, and for that little stunt you pulled at the end of the match last week. Stealing it from me, how dare you.

Robina, Robina. We’ve had quite the history together you and I, haven’t we? Ranging from steel chairs, arm injuries, leg injuries, and a barbaric match to end it all. That was quite fun, because that was the night that I beat your face in, bloodied it up and made you respect me once and for all. I’ve improved a lot since we last met and I can’t wait to show you what I can do this time around once we get in that ring. Tommy never ran away from Meltdown, he got drafted. He’s no chicken, I promise you that. Am I annoyed at you for stealing the victory away from me during our match? Yeah maybe a little, but I’m not going to let it bother me much anymore. You’re a selfish bitch and you always will be, that’s just how you work Robina. Don’t worry about my losses, worry about this loss you’re going to suffer at Meltdown. Vegas will be your graveyard of sorrow and grief.

I’m not going to thank you for shit. Things happened and I lost that match, deal with it, and get off my back. I would of gotten that with or without your help. I just hope that you don’t get distracted in this match by the Guv’nor too much. You two have had it out over the past few weeks, yes? Maybe I just want to see him beat the snot out of you again and send you back home, a failure like you know you are. After this match is over, I’m going to wipe you out of my mind and my misery by beating you within an inch of your life, showing you why I am who I am and why you shouldn’t ever doubt me…ever. You’re lucky this isn’t street fight rules because I would beat you with a chair again just to see you bleed. When I’m done with you, I’m throwing your mangled body to the Guv to finish off.
And then there’s the Guv’nor, smart talking man who hasn’t said a word yet. Where’s the smart talk Guv? Cat got your tongue, or are you afraid of what Robina will do to you this time? Or me? Or whoever. You may be champion, but those days will sure come to an end sooner rather than later.

Lady luck smiles on me tonight. Because I will be the one who will get this title shot in the future, not you two jokes. The Nightmare is coming and I’m not going to stop until I get what I want, that title around my waist.”

Niobe grins at the camera and hits end on the recording, quickly uploading it to the main APW website as she turned to Tommy who bent down and kissed her roughly, pulling and tugging at her shirt as she did the same, the two pieces of clothing being discarded with everything else as the two nearly naked bodies fell on the bed, the scene fading out to the two of them kissing passionately...[/font]