The video begins and we find ourselves poolside at the home of shared by both members of Dark Fantasy, Ravyn Taylor and Syren, in Malibu, California. The sun has gone down, there’s a dark night sky overheard, and what we can see of the two Dark Fantasy members is due to the pool light lights providing a warm glow. On the right stands Ravyn Taylor, dressed in jeans and a Dark Fantasy tick box t-shirt. On the left stands Syren, dressed in bikini bottoms and a pink t-shirt with her heart logo on the front. Both women look into the camera but it’s Ravyn who begins. “When we started our tag team career they used to say a lot of different things about the two of us,” she says softly, looking at Syren with an amused grin on her face. “The thing that I remember above all else however was that we wouldn’t last a month. It wasn’t that we weren’t good enough to gain success. It was that we wouldn’t last. I wasn’t new to the wrestling business when we started Dark Fantasy. She was, I was a little more experienced…”

“Yah, but I was training for way longer than you,” Syren informs her partner defensively.

Ravyn just smirks. “Be that as it may, I wasn’t new to the wrestling business when I first heard that statement and so I knew why it was they said it. It was because Zoe and I are not what you’d consider a ‘normal’ tag team. We don’t dress the same way. We don’t act the same way. I have an IQ that is not measurable by traditional means, and she… also has an IQ,” Ravyn says a little cheekily, resulting in Zoe punching her partner in the arm. “The point is that we are not the same. We had very little in common. And every team we came up against were absolutely convinced that within weeks we’d turn on each other. We told them that they were wrong, but nobody ever believes you when you tell them that they are wrong. That would be too simple. So we proved it. A month later we were still a team, and still going strong. So they changed the story. We were then told that we wouldn’t last six months. We definitely wouldn’t last a year. Oh, and let’s not forget that we’d never win tag team gold together. Are you kidding? It couldn’t possibly happen! You see we’re not similar enough. We’re not in sync. I suppose they thought one of us was going to run off with a boy and be his arm candy. You know, tweet pictures of him along with love hearts and the like. The kind of things little girls do when they’re in love with their first crush.”

“I’m totally going to punch you again,” the blonde mutters, looking a mix of amused and angered.

Once again Ravyn just laughs to herself, clearly amused. “Ok, maybe she’s done that a few times. The point I’m trying to make is that in September 2009 when Dark Fantasy was born we were told by every team we came across that we weren’t going to amount to anything. We were too different. We were not good enough. I was not good enough in the ring. She’s… too blonde! You know what I’m talking about. I find it a little difficult to replicate the kind of ‘trash talk’ we were subjected to because I’m not a mouth-breathing troglodyte and I find it very different to think the way one thinks,” the brunette explains before smirking a little more. “Flash forward to 2015. Zoe and I are still a team. Dark Fantasy is still riding strong. Oh, and that thing about us never amounting to anything and never winning any titles? I like to think we proved that a little wrong along the way! Now I know I’m biased, I’m fully aware of that, but I like to think that the past six years of Dark Fantasy have been successful and fun. I like to think that we proved a lot of people wrong. I know that they were wrong in their initial assessment of us. They were right that we are very different people, but that wasn’t a hindrance to us, that’s what gave us our strength. She’s the heart, and the soul. I’m the brain behind the operation. Together I truly believe there is no goal that we cannot accomplish.”

Syren takes over, nodding her head in agreement. “Along the way as well people have talked about our personal lives… a lot. They’ve criticised us for the choices we’ve made outside the ring. They’ve hated on us for being who we are. And we’ve made mistakes. We’ve both made mistakes but god knows I’ve made way more than she has. But the reason they talked all the shit about our personal lives is because in the ring they haven’t got damn thing to say that we can’t prove wrong. But that didn’t stop them from running their mouths. Six years in September and believe me ladies I’ve heard a lot of girls running their mouths about me, about Ravyn, about how we both suck, how they’re so much better, and time after time after time after time we get in the ring, we fight, and Dark Fantasy shut their mouths,” she says with a smirk on her face. The smirk fades to a bit of a frown though. “Then there are those times that we get in the ring and… we don’t. Yah, they happen! Now you guys know how much I hate to lose, right? There was this whole thing from the Kittens about it where they whined that I whine too much… which is kind of funny when you think about it. But whatever, we’re past that. And as much as I hate it, losing is part of this business. There are times when we get in the ring and we fail to shut the mouths of the duo opposite us telling us how much we suck.”

“Do you know what the worst part about that is? It’s the losing. It’s definitely the losing. But do you know what the second worst part about that is? That after that loss comes the endless running of the mouths,” the blonde continues, shaking her head and letting out a long sigh. “Yep, it always happens. They beat us so they’re better than us and they’ve proven it and they’re the greatest and they’re we’ll never match that, and they’re unstoppable and… yeah, been there: heard it. Hate it. Want to stop it. But it doesn’t stop. It never stops. Because they’re better than us, so why should they stop bragging? But here’s the thing. If we quit after the first loss, we’d have quit five years ago. We didn’t. Yah, I said five. We had a little bit of success that first year. The point is that what happened two months ago sucked really hard, but if there’s one thing that we do well it’s bounce back. We don’t fight. We don’t blame each other. We don’t try and find new partners. Nope, Dark Fantasy is and always has been a team. We win together. We lose together. We come back together, and we shut the mouths of the braggarts who need it shutting. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what’s going to happen on July 25th in front of a sold out Madison Square Garden. Dark Fantasy is going to rock the Big Apple, and we’re going to walk out of that ring two-time FFW Unity Champions.”

Ravyn watches Syren as she talks before grinning at the camera. “You see that? That’s confidence. She’s feeling good right now. So am I. Because we set ourselves a goal, a goal that Shaughnessy O’Neill was so quick to point out two months ago. We set ourselves the goal of proving ourselves as the best tag team in FFW today. Why would we settle for anything else? After almost six years together we don’t want to be an average tag team after all. And young Ms O’Neill likely believes that thanks to the antics of the One Woman Show that goal is never now going to occur. Well, I always like to disappoint the intellectually stunted, and Ms O’Neill is no different,” Ravyn informs the camera happily. “You see that goal has suffered a setback or two, but then every goal does. But that doesn’t mean we’re giving up. Unlike Ms O’Neill we understand what commitment is, be it to a cause or to a partner, and our cause is far from lost. Now we never claimed we’d become the longest reigning champions in our first reign. If we had then our dreams would have been better thoroughly shattered. But it doesn’t matter how long it takes, or how many times we have to suffer setbacks along the way, we’re not giving up. We’re not going away. We’re not sticking our tails between our legs and slinking away. We’re getting up. We’re fighting on. And this time we’re doing so under triple threat rules.”

“That’s right, this Saturday in New York it’s not just the One Woman Show and Dark Fantasy, but we’re throwing in the ultimate wild cards, the unpredictable comedy act, and we’re upping the stakes. This Saturday we’re competing for the Unity Championship under Triple Threat Rules, and I’m sure you’re aware of the rule set that that subjects us to. That means this match ends in pin fall or submission, and that’s all there is. There is no championship advantage this Saturday, and in fact the reigning champions don’t even need to be involved in the fall to lose their titles. In this match there can be no disqualifications, and that puts us in a particularly enjoyable position because last time out at Relentless my lovely partner here found herself acquainted with one of the championship belts not once but twice in a way that she wasn’t hoping to ever be acquainted with it,” the brunette says with a fire in her eyes. “Now I’m the protective kind, and I don’t like to see that. And while she’s the forgiving kind, I am not. So this Saturday when we step into that ring under triple threat rules this time those shots with the championship belt off the skull and powerbombed onto it become perfectly legal, which you’d think would please Ms O’Neill no end because this time the referee can look straight at it and it doesn’t matter in the slightest. And that’s true. Shaughnessy O’Neill can do anything she likes this Saturday night… and so can I!”

“I’ve lost a lot of matches in my career,” Syren says, an unhappy look on her usually smiling face as well. “Ask anyone who’s been doing this six years and if they haven’t lost along the way then they’re either doing something very right or very wrong! During that time I’ve lost titles as well. But nothing burns me more inside than losing a belt like what happened at Relentless. And Shaw, you probably thought you were a genius pulling that shit, right? Fisk looks the other way, you knock me out cold, and even despite that I STILL kick out. And I’ve watched the replays. I’ve seen the look in your eyes. You couldn’t believe it. So you went one step further. You slid the Unity title under me as Charlotte powerbombed me. You knocked me out cold for a second time. You hurt me. I went to the hospital after the show. And a lot of people have sent me to a lot of hospitals over the years, but you should probably look a few of them up and ask them how that turned out. You won the battle, Shaw. But that’s all it was. It was a battle, and this Saturday is another in the war. And like Ravyn says, this time it’s no disqualification, and while that means you can play your bullshit games it also means I can take your head and bounce it off every surface there is out there at ringside, leaning an dent shaped like your face in all of them! But… I’m not going to do that.”

“I might,” Ravyn says sternly.

Syren ignores her and continues. “I’ll tell you what I’m going to do, shall I? I’m going to stand in the middle of that ring and whether it’s you, or Charlotte, or Stardust, or Meteora, whoever it is that’s in there with me, I’m going to wrestle them, I’m going to put them down on that mat and I’m going to pin their shoulders down one-two-three. And make no mistake Shaw; I want that person who takes the fall to be you. I don’t blame Charlotte for what happened. I’m not happy about it, but I don’t blame her. I do blame you. I want it to be you who I drop on her face this Saturday night but I’m just fine if it’s any of the other three because it all results in the same ending, and that ending is you looking on while I raise that title over my head and I prove to you that your bullshit from two months ago gave you a reign at the top of the tag division that you’ll always know was ended by me,” she says confidently and proudly. “You see beating you around the arena with every weapon I can lay my hands on may give me a moments satisfaction, but it’ll only be a moment. Taking that title back and having you know that I took it will give me satisfaction for a long, long time! Because as far as I’m concerned you robbed me two months ago but I’m going to rob from you this Saturday, I’m just going to go out to that ring and STEAL THE SHOW!”

Ravyn takes over with a smile. “And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what the Unity division is all about. It’s what the Unity division has the potential to be. Because every team in this division are potential champions, yes, even yours Ms O’Neill! FFW has the most competitive tag team division in the world of women’s wrestling, and Dark Fantasy want to sit atop that mountain a second time. To get there with revenge over the ‘One Woman Show’ would be so very sweet, but don’t think for a moment we’ve forgotten what happened to us at the hands of Rudo Galactica either. I remember that loss as well. It upset me,” she says before laughing. “I don’t get upset often, which is why that’s actually funny to me. She’s the one who takes every loss personally. Me, I assess the mistakes that were made and ensure they’re not made again. I consider a loss a learning experience. But when you lose to a team who can’t even tell you what country you’re from, that’s just… insulting! Now don’t get me wrong, there are many things that Stardust and ‘Meaty’ do well. They are an impressive team in the ring without doubt. But it’s still damn insulting to know that this Saturday I could lose in a championship match to two mask wearing mouth-breathers with a pet donkey! No, I’m wrong, what’s most insulting is that I’m unsure which one is the brains behind the whole thing – the aforementioned two mask wearing mouth-breathers OR the donkey!”

Syren covers her mouth and tries not to laugh. “I cannot believe you just said that…”

Ravyn shrugs her shoulders unapologetically. “Now last time out they gave us some good advice. Being nice to them is a bad idea. Hear that Zoe? We shouldn’t be nice to them.  Apparently it hasn’t worked out for anyone else and it won’t work out for us either. Rest assured it’s not a mistake I intend to make,” the brunette informs the camera, a focused look now in her eyes. “I know what the two of you want. It’s the same thing that we want. It’s the same thing that O’Neill wants, and probably what Charlotte wants too. It’s to leave New York City as the FFW Unity Champions, but only one team can do that, and I have every intention of proving this Saturday that that one team is us. So don’t worry ladies, when that bell rings we won’t be nice to you. When that bell rings we won’t be nice to anyone. When that bell rings we will do what we do, we will fight for those titles and we will leave that ring with them back around our waists. Outside that ring you’re… well, I won’t repeat myself. Inside the ring you’re good. But this Saturday we’re going to show that we’re better. Because we have been doing this a long time and in the beginning we were told we wouldn’t last a month, but at FFW Unstoppable, the ‘biggest night of the year’, we’re going to achieve another thing we were told we never would.”

“Another thing we were told we’ll never do,” Syren repeats before smiling again. “Yah, there’s a lot of things that, in truth, I never thought I’d do. I never thought I’d see the places I’ve seen as a part of this business. I never thought I’d meet the people I’ve met. I never thought I’d have the fun that I’ve had. But there was one thing I thought I’d do, and that’s prove myself as one of the best. The Chase for the Crown starts soon but ladies; I’m not focused on that. You when someone tells me on Twitter that I could be a double champion that means a lot to me. I know he’s not saying that I will be, he’s not even saying that he thinks I’ll be, but unlike all of you in this match he’s not telling me I won’t be either. You see there are some people in this business who just nice people. You don’t find many of them, but they make you smile when you do. I consider myself a pretty nice person. I’m respectful. I’m open-minded. And I value competition above violence. This Saturday there is going to be competition. You girls – even you Shaw – are incredible competitors. I know, I know, don’t be nice, but so what. You girls are incredible competition and it makes me proud to be part of this division. But at the end of the day you’re standing between me and what I want so I’ll nice to you now, but on Saturday we’re taking back our titles, and if you can’t handle that ladies then I have a little advice for you: JUST BE JEALOUS!”

Syren kisses her hand before blowing the kiss at the camera. After she does so the scene fades out to black and the video ends with the replay button coming up on the screen.