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Date Posted: 07:58:34 11/06/00 Mon
Author: Stacey Lynn Jordan
Subject: To Be… Or Not To Be… (Mai Himagaji & Porciá Raventhorne) Featuring: Cat, Terry Dikenhorst, & The Violent Femmes






11:45 PM, 4 Nov, 2000
Pittsburgh, PA



Stacey closed her eyes as the sounds of the ambulance siren blared all around her. It had only been a few moments since her brutal match against The Olympic Champion and the vicious attack afterwards by Mai Himagaji. Her entire body was racked with pain and she couldn’t move. Stacey relaxes as she realizes that she was merely strapped onto the stretcher rather than paralyzed…

Stacey: Sh*t…

The EMT looked down at Stacey as he heard her curse…

EMT: Just relax… you’re gonna be all right soon.

Stacey grimaced as she closed her eyes…

Stacey: If I were you… it wouldn’t be me that I’d be worried about…

Stacey’s voice trails off as she loses consciousness again. The ambulance continues on it’s way as Stacey’s thoughts continue to ebb and flow…


8:02 AM, 5 Nov, 2000
Union General Hospital… Pittsburgh, PA



Stacey opened her eyes and started to squint as the sun shined through her open window. She raised her hand to block the light, the almost as if she had willed it herself… the curtains drew closed. Stacey looked across the room as Cat stood there looking at her with a mild look of concern on her face…





Cat: How are you feeling?

Stacey closed her eyes as she rubbed her temples. She opened her eyes and stared at Cat for a long while before she answered…

Stacey: Like sh*t… but the good kind. Don’t worry about me… I’ll be at Insurrection… and I promise you that I won’t be the one leaving horizontally this time.

Cat smiled weakly as she walked over to Stacey’s bed and took her hand…

Cat: Look… I know you’re angry and you want a piece of Mai Himagaji… but I think it might be better if you rest here a few more days. Forget Insurrection… after your match with Carpenter and that coward attacking you afterwards… everyone will understand.

Stacey shakes her head with a grimace…

Stacey: I don’t give a damn what anyone says or thinks in this hellhole! If I were afraid of what people thought of me… I wouldn’t have joined The Circle! If I were afraid of what people thought of me… I wouldn’t be the f*cking Maximus Champion! But because I don’t give a sh*t… I do what the hell I want and no one stops me! I said I’d be at Insurrection… and come hell or high water… I’ll be there! Himagaji’s ass belongs to me! She can take advantage of me after I fought one of the most brutal matches in GWA history… but she can’t f*ck with me face to face!

Stacey’s expression suddenly contorts into a mask of pain as her body is racked with it. Cat starts to buzz the nurse, but Stacey’s eyes flicker open and she yanks Cat back and squeezes her hand with unexpected ferocity. Cat bends down as Stacey sits up slightly…

Stacey: I’ll give “Snackie Chan” round one… she caught me with my guard down… but the best is yet to come. Don’t have any illusions about what’s going to happen this week… this weekend was brutal… but this Wednesday is going to be a f*cking massacre!

Stacey let Cat’s hand go and settled down…

Stacey: Now… tell MJ that I’ll be at the card on Insurrection… so make sure that pasty faced gremlin saves my f*cking seat on the damn plane…

As soon as Stacey’s head settles down into the pillow, she is sound asleep. Cat stands there looking at Stacey as she shakes her head. Cat walks outside the private room and leans against the door as she thinks out loud…

Cat: There is no way in hell I’m going to let you go to Insurrection! You’re not leaving this hospital until I sure you’re 100%!

Cat sighs as she walks down the hallway to inform the nursing staff to use whatever means necessary to keep Stacey from leaving her hospital room…


7:30 AM, 6 Nov, 2000
Union General Hospital… Pittsburgh, PA






Stacey opened her eyes as she could feel eyes staring down at her. Her vision was blurred and her senses were dulled by the increased medication, but after a few moments Stacey was able to clear her head as her eyes focused. Stacey frowned as she saw Terry Dikenhorst looking down at her…





Terry Dikenhorst smiled at Stacey…

Terry: Good morning sunshine!

Stacey narrowed her eyes as she managed to mutter under her breath…

Stacey: f*ck off… b*tch…

Terry raised her eyebrow curiously as she grinned…

Terry: Really now Ms. Jordan… is that anyway to treat your sisters in arms?

Terry gestured to her sides and Pussy Galore and Vixxxen stepped into view. Stacey managed to make a weak frown, but nothing more. Terry leaned in close to Stacey…

Terry: Look… what you did for us this weekend was appreciated… but you left so abruptly… that there is some doubt as to whether you are really with us in this thing or not. These are tedious times Ms. Jordan… we need to know that we can count on your support… especially since my little Pussy is going to get what should have been her rightful chance to bring The Valkyrie Title back into our ranks yet again…

Pussy Galore stepped into view…





Pussy Galore: I know that bloody English tart may be one of your mates… but we are just as much your mates as she is! Maybe even more so!

Pussy gestures around her…

Pussy Galore: Seems to me like no one but your Femme sisters give a damn about you! Where is Raventhorne? Where is Craven? Where is OutLaw? HELL… where in the hell is Winston or Francis?!! The answer is simple… when you’re up and on top… they are riding your coat tails like there’s no tomorrow… but when you’re down in the sod… you’re all alone I suppose!

Stacey sighs as she shakes her head weakly…

Stacey: Do you think I need any of those assholes standing around me to make me feel better? Do you think that you coming here to see me makes me like you at all? I certainly hope not… because you’ll be severely disappointed if you do!!

Pussy moves towards Stacey as if to hit her, but Terry puts her arm up to stop her. Terry looks down at Stacey…

Terry: Look Stacey… we aren’t here to coddle you… our motives are just as self-serving as you think they are… but at least we don’t try to hide it behind the veil of friendship! Look… this week we need to know if we can count on your support… even though Raventhorne is also in The Circle. The fact of the mater is this… we had intended on giving her an opportunity to join up with us. But in the event that she decides to reject our offer… we may need to… ensure that she doesn’t become a threat to our cause. I don’t want us at odds…

Stacey shook her head…

Stacey: Look… Raventhorne doesn’t mean a damn to me! I’d beat her damn ass just because I hate her sister’s guts… but what would that get me? If you want to ask that little tramp into your group of carpet munchers… have at it! If you guys decide to kick her ass afterwards… feel free to do that too…

Stacey yawns as the dosage of medication starts to wear her down again…

Stacey: I have bigger fish… to fry…

Terry narrows her eyes as Stacey falls back asleep. She looks at Vixxxen as she shrugs her shoulders…





Vixxxen: She’s totally wasted Terr… in the condition she’s in… she’d be lucky to stay up long enough to watch Insurrection… let alone be there!

Pussy Galore looks down at Stacey and shrugs her shoulders…

Pussy Galore: Who cares! It’s not like little Porciá is going to pose much of a threat anyway! I’ll handle that little trollop just like in our original plan. First we chat the b*tch up… then if she says no… we beat her bloody ass down! No worries!

Pussy and Vixxxen put on their stolen hospital overcoats as they walk over to the door. Terry looks down at Stacey one last time before she puts on her own coat and walks to the door…

Terry: Well then… it looks like The Femmes go up against The Circle this week… without Stacey Jordan’s vote to swing the decision… so be it.

The Femmes slip out of Stacey’s room as she lays there in a deep, drug induced sleep… with thoughts of Mai Himagaji etched in her mind. Despite herself… a smile touched her lips while she slept as the scene faded…







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