Title: Typical..
Featuring: Katt Wylde
Date: 2/9/11
Location: Turin, Italy

There’s that old saying about the past coming back to haunt you that has never rang more true for one Katterina Wylde. The young woman affectionately known to the world as "The Dark Angel" has a few old skeletons from her past that she’d preferred to be locked away, but sometimes that just cannot be.

[February 9th 2011, 2:30am â€" High atop the Olympic Stadium in Turin]

Katterina Wylde sat there, looking down upon the Stadium. It was a sight to behold, especially at night. But her mind wasn’t on the beauty of the stadium. Her mind was focused on the past coming back to haunt her in the form of Jakob, and her former love, Mercy. But she knew it was coming. With Jakob also being on the PRIME roster, she knew it was an inevitability that he would demand she return ‘home’. The Dark Angel had a ponderous look in her eyes, coupled with a hint of sadness over Mercy’s change in demeanour. The pair were once inseparable…but all feeling between them has died. Whatever is with Jakob is not the Mercy she remembers, nor a Mercy she wishes to know. That Mercy died the second the bleach touched her scalp.

Katterina pulled the long leather coat that adorned her body tighter, as she felt a chill in the air, wrapping her arms around her own body to keep warm. As she did so, she sensed the presence of another, and she pulls a knife from her black knee-high leather boot. But when she hears the voice, Katt puts the knife away, the cautious expression turns to joy in her eyes, and she rushes into the arms of the large man standing before her. He is a large, muscular black man, another face from her past. He’s wearing a white wifebeater, a pair of blue stonewash jeans and a pair of Timberlands. Around his neck is a platinum chain, which has a big diamond encrusted "A" attached to it, and on his fingers are platinum rings. This dude has some serious coin in the bank, clearly.

KATT: "Brown bear!"

???: "Oh c’mon, I hate it when you call me that."

His name is Akeem Edwards. Not just an old friend from the past, but he always had Katterina’s back when she resided in Detroit, Michigan, her former home, whenever her parents or her older brothers â€" Nathan and Damien â€" were not around. She had no-one else, and didn’t really get on well with others as a child, except for Akeem. Up until recently he was always there for her, but it was the same old story…they both when their separate ways.

AKEEM: "I was watching this sweet little grappling show on TV, and what d’ya know, I see you stickin’ a knife in Jakob’s ribs. Nothin’ changes, huh? That sick son of a bitch wants you to come home with him, huh? Well he gotta go through me first, ya dig?"

KATT: "No…not this time. This is my fight. I got myself into this mess and I’ll get myself out of it…somehow."

AKEEM: "Rayne know about this?"

KATT: "I’m sure word will filter back to him, but I haven’t told him anything. I want to deal with this my own way."

Akeem chuckles.

AKEEM: "Typical."

KATT: "I can handle this myself, Akeem."

AKEEM: "All the same, you don’t need to do it alone. You know what Jakob’s like. He’s one sadistic son of a…"

Katterina shoots him a death glare that indicates that she is ready to change the subject, which she then does. Akeem just sighs and shakes his head with a smile on his face.

KATT: "So how did you find me?"

AKEEM: "I have a little house here in Turin, and what a co-inc…I was in town the same day you are. I was even planning on being in the crowd, watching the show. Seeing you kick the crap out of uh…Jacob McKail, is it? Should be fun."

KATT: "Should be. But my win-loss record isn’t exactly stellar, but hey…I’ve got all the time in the world to make my mark on PRIME."

Akeem nods his head in agreement.

AKEEM: "No doubt. So where’s that jackass of a former tag team partner of mine. You know, that so-called brother of yours."

Katterina sighed and brushed her long dark hair away from her face.

KATT: "Nathan? Who knows…and frankly, who cares? He’s probably on a hotel floor, fucking some random whore he found in some piece of shit nightclub in London."

AKEEM: "…Isn’t he married?"

KATT: "He doesn’t give a shit about the vows he made to Alisha. He’s still the same arrogant dickhead he was when he was on the road with you. Hell, I caught him having sex with Milena recently."

Akeem looked bewildered by this revelation. He shook his head in disgust and then looked out at the beautiful city of Turin as Katterina joined him, wrapping her arms around that massive tree trunk he calls a right arm.

AKEEM: "What is it with you Wyldes? Y’all are fuckin’ crazy."

Katterina just laughs and Akeem removes his arm from her and wraps it around her body. His smile fades slightly and he gets super serious.

AKEEM: "Listen…"

Ketterina looks up at him, raising her right arm and placing her index finger gently on his lips, silencing him. She knows what he is about to say, he doesn’t have to say it. If you really want to know, he was about to repeat his whole "you don’t have to do this alone" spiel.

KATT: "I know, big guy….I know."

She moves away from him and starts to walk away. He turns and gazes at the Dark Angel as she turns back to face him, smiling everso sweetly.

KATT: "I’ll see ya at the show, 'kay."

AKEEM: "And afterwards, we’re hitting a club. We’re going to turn this city inside out!"

He turns his gaze away from her briefly.

AKEEM: "In fact, I was thinking we…"

He turns back and she has disappeared like the wind. He shakes his head with a wide grin on his face, putting his hands on his hips as he staring at thin air.

AKEEM: "…like I said: Typical."

End
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