<Candi Darling is seen walking backstage, carrying a baseball bat, her championship belt and a microphone. She doesn’t look too concerned, especially given that opponents of the Wolves get ambushed constantly. It is important to note that she is completely alone. She looks right at the camera and stops in her tracks. She pauses for a moment just giving the camera a curious look as if she had never seen one before. As usual, she looks and sounds completely unbalanced. She slowly walks to the camera and grabs hold of it for a big close-up.>
Candi: I think people deny what they really are. We are who we are. We are the new normal. You hurt her. You made us unhappy. We want to be happy. We have spirit, yes we do. We have spirit, how about you? <She has gotten uncomfortably close to the camera by this point>
<Suddenly, Candi lets go of the camera and looks to her right at an interviewer who is not there. The cameraman slowly backs up to reveal this>
Candi: I’m so glad you asked. Everybody is so fired up and I want to do my best. Sure, there will be blood… but I think we’ll all have a lot of fun with it. This? This is my favorite bat. <She admires the baseball bat for a few moments of silence.>
<In walks Michelle Ross who still has her arm in a sling from Maggie Sinclair’s attack. Candi stops and turns and smiles at Michelle>
Michelle: Um… <Afer a beat of staring silence> Candi, you do know that you’re facing Maggie Sinclair tonight. How do you feel about facing one of the Wolves?
Candi: She’s a wolf? I thought she was a girl. I guess that changes things. Yes. Yes. Yes…. Yes.
Michelle: <After a brief beat> Maggie Sinclair is absolutely vicious. <She touches her bad arm gently with her good arm.> Aren’t you afraid to be facing her tonight?
Candi: Oh Meesh, Meesh, Meesh, Meesh, Meesh… <She gently presses fingers against Michelle’s sling. The gesture is somehow very intimate. Candi’s words are calm and almost playful.> I’m vicious too. I’m brutal. I’m violent. <She gently pulls Michelle in close by the sling. Michelle whimpers slightly> I understand. She hurt you… but I’ll make sure she never hurts you again. Never hurts anyone again. <She pulls her even closer, their faces inches from each other> Never again. <She suddenly smiles at her before skipping off toward the ring, baseball bat still in hand. Michelle just stares after her, stunned.>
Announcer 1: Wow… what was that?
Announcer 2: That’s a determined competitor headed to the ring for her match.
Announcer 1: Or a psycho.
Announcer 2: A little bit of both.