The video begins and we see what appears to be a locker room. In the background, momentarily, we hear the sound of voices from outside the room, but they’re muffled and faint enough that it’s hard to make out exactly who is talking or what’s being said. Inside the room, however, we see the former multi-time SCW World Champion, Syren, sitting on a bench with the lockers behind her. She’s holding her head with one hand and the camera with the other. Behind her hangs what is likely to be her normal clothing, along with another set of clothing and the SCW Television Championship. Her hair is still wet. She’s still in her wrestling gear. She looks exhausted, but also angry. “I don’t even know what to say right now,” she says, shaking her head and clearly emotional. “I, err… I could wait. I could calm down and figure out how to approach this and what to say when I’m less emotional and I’ve had time to think and talk about everything but… but the truth is I REALLY need to talk about this right now, while I’m emotional, because I know that what happened tonight is fresh in EVERYBODY’S mind right now and… and I want to fucking SCREAM at the top of my lungs in anger but I know that I can’t. I also want to take a steel chair and… argh, fuck, I don’t think I’ve been this worked up about something in a long time, and it’s infuriating that I AM this angry as well because I promised myself that this wasn’t going to happen. Well, not this exact scenario, nobody could have predicted this especially me, but I promised myself I wouldn’t…”

She trails off again before lowering the camera. The camera moves as she clearly does, then we hear metal being hit and then the sound of Syren groaning in pain before she lifts the camera back up. “Ow,” she says, shaking her hand and wincing before taking another deep breath. “Ugh, sorry about that, I just… I… Like I said, I promised myself I wouldn’t get this worked up anymore because I’ve done that, you know? It’s kind of my thing. I’ve taken everything personally, even when it wasn’t personal. I’ve gotten genuinely upset for days, even weeks, before over decisions made that I had no control over, or over a loss, or… well, I wear my heart on my sleeve and you guys know how much I care about all of this. You guys know how much I care about this business, about this company, and about representing this company. But I can’t keep driving myself insane over things that I can’t control. I can’t. I know that better than anyone, especially now, you know? I have a family. I have kids to think about. And I can’t let them grow up seeing mommy as this overly competitive woman who can’t handle it when things don’t go her way. That’s not a lesson you should teach anyone, and I’ve always tried to be humble in defeat and in victory, at least outwardly, while inside it’s torn me up. But I tried to let it go. I tried to relax. I tried to take advice given to me by Ravyn and other people in my life who are special to me. And normally, at this time of year, I would have been going insane last week if I was in this situation. You know why, right? Retribution is why.”

She sighs. “For you guys who know me well, who’ve followed my career, you know what Retribution means to me. It’s been the site of some of my biggest victories, some of my most meaningful triumphs, but also some of my harshest losses. It’s one of the biggest events of the year, however, and one that I look forward to every single year. And it’s not just me it matters to either. Traditionally, Retribution has always been one of the biggest shows for SCW, and for women’s wrestling as a whole this pay per view marked THE biggest event in our history, the very first time EVER that two women main evented a pay per view event for the World Championship, and unfortunately I wasn’t either one of those two but I was glued to the monitor watching in the back with everyone else, knowing that we were witnessing history and wanting to be a part of history every single year since. This year I hoped for another. Gonna be totally honest with you guys, this year I HOPED, after Alexis lost at the End of Year Special, that I could be facing Selena Frost for the World title on Sunday,” she says before letting out another sigh. “That didn’t happen. And in fact, nothing seemed to be happening for me. I was actually facing the possibility of not having a match at Retribution, and I couldn’t let that happen. So when I arrived today I made an appointment to talk to the boss. During the show tonight I went and found Mr D, even though he was crazy busy with other things, and I asked him for a match, one particular match I wanted…”

She lets out another sigh. “Ugh, wow, that feels like eons ago now, and actually it was just a couple of hours ago. It was literally just a couple of hours that I found Mr D, I waited for an opportunity to speak to him rather than barging in and making demands like some people around here, and I asked for a match. Now we’ve all seen what Alex Drake has been doing lately. We’ve all seen his involvement with Ravyn. I don’t know what to make of that, if I’m honest. She doesn’t seem bothered by it, but I kind of was. And it’s not because I fear for her, or think she’s going to jump into bed with him or whatever because I mean duh, we all know that she’s not, but… but he seemed to be acting like she should. And why? Because he’s the new CHBK? Because she should be throwing herself at his feet?” she asks before shaking her head. “No. I was upset by that whole idea, I’ll be honest, but it’s not just because it was Ravyn. I wasn’t jealous. I wasn’t about to puff out my chest and go kick in a locker room door like a jealous lover and start telling him to stay away from her. That would have been beyond ridiculous. I was upset because he was acting like so many guys I’ve known over the years in this business, treating a female member of the roster like a piece of eye candy, acting like he was somehow entitled to get into her pants, and it wouldn’t have mattered WHO he was doing it to it would have bothered me, but the fact that it was Ravyn of all people just… well, it encouraged me to do something about it.”

She sighs again. “So, I go and see Mr D and I ask for the match and he tells me that that shouldn’t be a problem, and right there and then he makes the match for me for the pay per view, and then he looks up at me and he tells me that he might have something else for me instead, if I’m interested. I ask him what it is. He tells me that he’s not prepared to tell me unless I make him a promise. Then he asks me about last year, he asks me about 2015, he tells me that he’s proud of me for everything I’ve done, that he’s proud of me for not being one of the people on the roster who causes him problems, and that he thinks he can rely on me. He asks me if that’s right, if he CAN rely on me. I tell him of course he can, because, you know, that’s what I’ve been trying to do. I’ve been TRYING to represent SCW in the best possible way. I tell him that he can trust me, and that if he needs me to do something all he has to do is ask, and he tells me that that’s what he hoped for, and that in order to get the match he’s thinking about at Retribution I’d need to take a match tonight. He asks if I’m up for that. Again, I tell him yah, I’m totally up for it. Didn’t come PREPARED for a match but I’ll fight anyone anytime. He smiles and says that that’s what he wanted to hear again, and to get changed… because tonight I’m facing Vixen Cain for the SCW World Championship,” she says, a slight smile breaking on her face for just a moment as she thinks about that moment and then instantly disappearing as she seems to remember the reality she’s in now. “And this is how it turned out…”

She sighs again. “See, I didn’t come to Houston tonight expecting anything or to make demands. I came here to do my job, and then I get an opportunity given to me that I’ve wanted since December. So, the first thing I do is ask him if he’s serious. He nods and tells me yah, he’s totally serious. I beat Vixen tonight and then I’m facing Gable on Sunday. The match that was MEANT to happen in November gets to happen here instead. And of course I’m excited about this, who wouldn’t be? It’s my rematch, and you guys know by now that I NEVER get my rematches. It’s an opportunity to fight for the richest prize in this business just given to me at the last minute. It’s an opportunity to do something right, to once again represent SCW, to represent SCW management, to support Mr D in his new tougher stance on the locker room, to help him while also being rewarded for everything I’ve done lately, everything I did on the tour of the UK and Ireland, everything I’ve done all year so far... but I know it won’t be easy. I mean, I know Mr D doesn’t like Vixen Cain, and for good reason because I don’t either, but I know that Vixen is a hell of a competitor, that he’s fired up right now, that he’s got everything to prove, but so have I,” she says with a nod. “So, I prepare. I get ready. I’m ready to go out there and fight for the World Championship. I’m ready to give everything I have against a man who’d do anything he could to hold onto that title by any means. I’m ready to go out there and do the right thing, to once again give SCW a champion it can be PROUD of, and I’m feeling good… and we put on a hell of a show, right?”

She nods. “But like I said, Vixen’s good. He’s a complete son of a bitch, a total asshole inside and outside of the ring, but when he’s inside the ring he’s a damn talented asshole. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy. I knew facing him, especially with such short notice, was going to be tough. But I knew I could do it. I had faith in myself. I had faith in my abilities. I’ve been in that ring with Vixen before and I’ve BEATEN Vixen before, so I knew I could do it again. And tonight I almost proved that. Tonight… tonight I SHOULD have won. I was close. I had it, right? I did. You guys saw it. I had the momentum. I had the energy flowing in my favour. The crowd were behind me. I felt a FIRE inside myself. I was closing in on the win. I was about to leave Houston tonight as a SIX TIME World Champion, getting my rematch and WINNING it, proving myself YET AGAIN as the Best Female Wrestler in the World, and I was prepared for Vixen’s bullshit. I was prepared for his games. I was even prepared for Merrick Wiseman and HIS bullshit. I was determined tonight that NOBODY would rob me of my rematch… and then…” she trails off again before taking in a deep breath and looking up angrily at the camera again. “And then Alex Drake happened. And why? Because he heard I wanted a match with him? Because he heard that I wanted to fight him for propositioning my wife? Because he was angry about that, or angry that Ravyn humiliated him earlier in the night when he totally deserved it so he took that anger out of me? Seriously, WHY?!”

She slams her hand down on the bench furiously. “THAT’S why I need to talk right now, THAT’S why I need to cut this video right now, THAT’S why this can’t wait until Friday or Saturday and why it has to be TONIGHT because I want to know WHY! I want to know why you did it, Alex. I want to know why you STOLE that chance from me. Was it because of the challenge? Was it because of Ravyn? Do you even have any idea what you did tonight? Do you even know what you’ve done to me? You don’t. You don’t care either, do you? Do you know how often I get rematches, Alex? I can count them on ONE FINGER! I’m a FIVE TIME World Champion and tonight, out of nowhere, was the FIRST TIME that Mr D has ever given me that chance. Tonight, was the FIRST TIME that he’s ever just walked up to me and told me that, with no strings attached, tonight I get a chance to fight for the title. Everyone else around here has had that. I’ve watched for SEVEN AND A HALF YEARS as everyone else has had that. Dawn’s been called out to the ring to get given her chance. Selena’s been voted in by the fans. Regan’s been given half a fucking dozen opportunities now! Everyone else has had that chance, everyone else has had that moment that the boss put his FAITH in them and GAVE them an opportunity to prove themselves but not me. I’ve fought again and again and AGAIN for mine and tonight was MY NIGHT and you STOLE THAT FROM ME,” she screams angrily and emotionally before almost throwing the camera down. We hear the sound of someone else in the room then rushing over to her. “Don’t, ok? Just… I’m sorry but don’t.”

“I know you’re angry…” we hear Ravyn Taylor saying while the camera still points down.

“Oh, I’m way beyond angry right now,” Syren replies emotionally before lifting the camera up and pointing it back at herself. “You hear that? I’m so far beyond angry right now I don’t even know the word. I don’t know who you are, Alex. I’m not going to pretend like I’ve followed your career. I haven’t. I haven’t watched you compete on your way up the ladder. I don’t know where you trained. I haven’t looked up your early matches. I know practically nothing about you. I’ve done NOTHING to you. And tonight you stole from me an opportunity that was way more than just a World title match. That will come again. I’ll EARN that again. Tonight was my moment that Mr D – a man I respect, a man I may not have always seen eye to eye with but a man who I have fought for, a man who founded this company that I have put my body, my heart and my blood into defending and helping build over the years – gave me to reward me for everything I’ve done, to help him and to represent this company, and you… you stole that from me. I want to know why. But I’ll tell you what, whether I get my why or not something I WILL get is an opportunity to get into the ring with you this Sunday and before I just wanted to face you because I didn’t like your attitude and I wanted to do things the right way, I didn’t want to act like a jealous husband angry at the guy who dared talk to his wife, I wanted to be civil, be grown up, and you do this and now… well, this Sunday I’m not planning to be civil anymore, that much is for sure.”

She has a different look in her eyes now. “Now you see I don’t know you, Alex, and I don’t like judging people I don’t know based on what could be completely wrong information, but here’s what I do know about you. You fancy yourself as the new Canadian Heartbreak Kid, right? You want to be the new CHBK? Well, you’re Canadian, and you’re a goddamn CHILD, so you fulfil at least two of the three requirements to suit the name at least, but you are not now nor will you EVER be fit to stand in the legacy of CHBK. I don’t care who trained you, I don’t care who backs you, I don’t care where you came from and you know what? I don’t even care what you’ll do from here on out. You are NOT worthy of that mantle. You are NOT worth of even COMPARING yourself to that legacy, because even at his worst that man was ten times the man you are,” she says furiously before pushing Ravyn away as Ravyn tries to calm her again. “Sorry baby, but not right now. Let me finish. We’ll talk after. Because right now I’m just focused on you, Alex. And I know she’ll probably give me your life story, because that’s who she is and she knows everything, but I don’t care. I don’t give a damn about your life story, I really don’t, because I hear that and maybe there’s something in there that makes me feel for you, because I’m a nice person, and I don’t want to feel for you right now. I want to hurt you. I promised I wouldn’t take everything so seriously but to hell with that. This Sunday I’m going to kick your ass and make you regret WHATEVER made you come out tonight.”

She shakes her head and then looks away from the camera for a moment before returning her focus to it. “But now that we’re talking about CHBK, let’s talk about CHBK, shall we? I knew the man better than most. I didn’t know him as well as Ravyn, but I knew him pretty well. I remember him when he was commissioner, and he’d put people through their paces and make them EARN everything they got. He believed in that. And because of him doing that with us, Dark Fantasy became a team that Ravyn and me can both be VERY proud of. But after that, after he resigned that position, after everything that happened with him and the less popular decisions he made, I learned so much from him. I learned about this business. I knew about the way it works. But I also learned about this business by the way he carried himself. He didn’t go around demanding chances. He went out to that ring and fought. He believed in this company, and his last ever match may have been HELPING this company against a bitch who had no respect for him OR SCW. But he’s gone now because of that. He went out doing one last thing for SCW, because that’s who he was, but he left behind a legacy, he left behind a whole lot of memories… and he left behind Dark Fantasy,” she says with a nod. “Yah, we may not be traditional ‘protégés’ or that kind of thing but Ravyn and me represent SCW, we fight for SCW, we fight for the RIGHT thing regardless of what it means for us, and while CHBK stood for a lot, THAT’S how I choose to honour his legacy.”

She shakes her head again. “You think a sex tape was his legacy, Alex? You think getting in Ravyn’s pants is how you make a name for yourself? No. I’ll show you how you make a name for yourself this Sunday. I’ll show you what representing this company means this Sunday. You think you can strut around here like you’re god’s gift to the business OR to us? No sweetie, you’re neither. This Sunday though you fucked with me, you cost me what I wanted, and I’m going to make damn sure that you pay for that. I don’t mean in terms of beating you until you’re bloody or any of that stuff, because that’s not who I am, but I’m going to pop that ever-present ego of yours, I’m going to give you a true dose of the reality of the situation you’re in, and I’m going to show you that you’re not ready to play with the big girls yet. I was GOING to be respectful. I was GOING to be nice. I was GOING to talk about the opportunity you’ve got, tell you that you could build your own legacy, but I’ve seen the kind of legacy you’re interested in Alex and now I’m planning on giving you a cold dose of reality. I don’t know why you did what you did tonight, maybe I’ll never get a straight answer as to why, but I know no reason will be justifiable. So, this Sunday I’m going to drop you in that mat, I’m going to stand over you, I’m going to show you that DARK FANTASY are the ones continuing the legacy of CHBK, and the pain Ravyn left you in physically on Wednesday I’m going to inflict to your ego,” she says angrily. “Mr D gave me a chance and I’ll never forget that. You took that away from me and I’ll never forget that either. But when Sunday night is over there’s one thing YOU’LL never forget, and that’s that I’m angry right now, but this Sunday I’ll prove again why I am UNSTOPPABLE!”

She takes a deep breath before letting it out as a sigh. “Be jealous, bitch,” she says angrily one last time before lowering the camera again and beginning to turn it off as she clearly starts talking to Ravyn, and the camera picks up the beginning of the conversation. “Ok, I got that out of my system, what did you want to say?”

And with that the scene cuts out and the screen turns black before the replay button flashes on the screen.