Madison Rayne understands change; she has seen her fair share of it since debuting in impact wrestling. When she stops and thinks about it, it really doesn’t seem that long ago that she was the fresh faced newcomer with the blonde hair just trying to make a mark. Since then she’s been a Beautiful person, a Queen Bee and a beautiful person again and along the way has collected multiple Knockouts Championships. In this city reinvention is important and it’s something she has been able to do well in her career and yet, perhaps now, she is playing the role that is truest to her; that of a Mother fighting to make a better life for not just her, but for her child. Madison does this the best way she knows how, by fighting. She fights so that maybe her daughter someday won’t have to. She knows all too well that these streets can chew you up and spit you out. She has seen the two women who taught her most, Angelina Love and Velvet Sky, be forced out of KO City, just more victims of change. And yet she is still here and that is something that she is proud of. It is thoughts of this that she is lost in when a knock comes to her apartment door. Taking a quick sip from her cup of coffee, Madison moves to the door. If anything life in KO City has taught her it’s that you don’t just open a door without first asking…
No answer comes. Again, she repeats the question…
“I said who’s there?”
This time the question is answered violently. The door is kicked open, knocking Madison flying, her coffee cup dropping to the floor and smashing. Into the apartment steps a woman, the lower half of her face shrouded with a Hannibal Lecter style mask. Madison tries to quickly gather herself to fight off the intruder but the assailant is one step ahead and kicks the former Champion to the ground. Before she can even wonder who this mystery woman is, Madison blacks out. The woman kneels over Madison’s prone body and takes out a can of black spray paint and on the floor she spray paints her calling card, her name, a 6 letter name that you can’t spell without the letters S-I-N……
KO City is a City of Sin and Maria Kannelis Bennett knows this. She intends to use it to her advantage. She will not admit to it but she is nervous here in the Barrio yet it speaks to her determination that she has come here. Spray painted on the walls are what she assumes are either gang symbols or warnings, the boldest of which says “Dominicans Don’t Play.” She does not ask the burly men guarding the door what this means. She simply waits quietly for the person she has come to meet. After a while a young woman with wild, corkscrew hair steps out into the alley. Maria goes to speak but stops once she sees the young woman is carrying a baseball bat.
“What are you doing here Mami?” she enquires
Maria gathers her composure and with that winning smile, steps forward and extends her hand.
“Marti, thank you so much for seeing me” she says.
With lightning quickness, Marti moves forward and pins Maria against a graffiti covered wall with the baseball bat to her throat.
“spill it Mami, what are you doing in my hood?”
Gasping for air, Maria splutters;
“please… please… I have an offer for you. it could be worth..(cough)… lots of money”
Slowly, Marti removes the bat from the windpipe of her visitor. Maria gratefully hauls in as much air as her lungs will allow.
“go on” Marti urges
Maria takes a moment to suss out the situation. She knows now that she has Marti’s attention. She gently rubs her neck before continuing with her sell.
“Marti, I came to you because you were always the smartest, most beautiful and toughest member of the Dollhouse. That’s why I need you. There is no better woman for the job I need done.”
“I need you to take out Gail Kim. Gail Kim is bad for this City and she is standing in the way of progress. As long as she is in KO City, women like you will never be able to achieve your full potential. And I don’t want that Marti, I want to see you blossom. If you help me, then I will help you”
“oh yeah, and what you gonna do for me Mami?”
Marti ponders for a minute before swinging her bat upwards. For a moment Maria braces herself for it to come crashing down on her but it doesn’t. instead it comes to rest on Marti’s shoulder.
“ok” Marti says “I’m listening”
And she isn’t the only one listening…. KO City is listening to. In the shadows lurks a vigilante, a protector. She sees and knows everything that is happening and she will put a stop to it when the time is right. Her name is Gail Kim and she may be the last line of defense the innocents of KO City has left.