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Date Posted: 23:38:58 10/23/00 Mon
Author: Mei Himagaji, Janeane Stryker, & featuring Julius Stryker
Subject: Ashes, Ashes We all fall down...(The revised...)

A hotel named Double Decker Inn. Full of travelers, but not 5 star by any means. That’s where we are right now. A small hotel room on the 3rd floor with two beds and a small bathroom. Wow. A wrestlers dream come true! Well, not exactly. But it’s the best you can get right now.
Mei Himagaji currently sat on the end of the bed, examining her legs and arms for bruises from last weeks attack with a semi. Mei looked disguntledly at the bruise on her leg, frowning and making a face at it. Similar bruises were all over her body. Not the acceptable kind of bruises, like wrestling bruises, or sports bruises, but unfair attack bruises. The kind someone could only gain when someone else had beaten them severely... or else hit her with a car. She growled slightly at the thought that Carmen had gotten away with nearly killing her. Speaking of that night, her thoughts began to trace back to it.
Mary Jane was her opponent right? Hm. From what she had heard about the lady, not much of a competition except for the fact that she led “The Circle”. Mei didn’t even know that the woman was a wrestler. She probably wasn’t. Of course, she would be given a match. It’s a requirement of Circle’s fringe benefits! One, the arrogant attitude. Two, one member of the staff on your team, brown-nosing. Three, exclusive right to think you are the only wrestler ever to exist. And four, a match you will guaranteedly win even IF the person you fight is far above your level.
“Hmph.” She thought to herself. “Why can’t anyone else be treated so specially?”
She let the thought float through her mind as she flopped over on the bed. Wednesday. Two days away. Just enough time to think and rethink her strategy as to beating a Circle member. Well, Stacey Jordan was one right. And she beat Stacey Jordan before! But this Mary Jane girl... was she any different? She was a leader, and the circle, if they were anything like the Legion, would be extremely protective of their leaders. So what... 5, 6... on one? Mei knew the odds were about as good as the lotto.
Yet she had to try, right? It wouldn’t be right to lay down and give up, would it? Of course not! It’d make Mei look like a joke. Not to mention the first ladies. Just like The Circle had taken credit for Stacey’s rescue. Which also made no sense to Mei. Why couldn’t they just let her get on the ambulance? Apparently, appearances matter to them. “Hmph” her mind called again.
Her thoughts were suddenly interupted by Janeane entering the hotel room and putting down a bag of fast food on the table.


Janeane: Dang hotel. Can’t even keep two rooms open.

Mei: Well, I guess GWA kinda fills these things up quick.

Janeane: A wrestler of your caliber and you’re stuck in THIS place?! What kinda cr@p is this?

Mei: We can live with it. Look, Janeane, this match is gonna be really big for me. I gotta get to thinking about it.

Janeane backs up and drops onto the bed with a slight thud, looking at the ceiling. Mei continues figuring through a few Circle bios that were made up on the web by some crazed fan.


Janeane: What the hell does thinking do? Go out there. Kick her ass. Walk back. She looks like some washed up teen star anyways! Who the f*ck cares about THINKING?

Mei: Well, it can help Janeane. I mean, thinking helps you think out a plan and all.

Janeane: For WHAT? Some girl named after a roach anyways?! Mary Jane. Aka Marijuana. Look at that. It’s a symbol! And wait a second... There’s that “Jr.” at the end of her name. I thought females couldn’t BE Jr.’s huh? For all we know she’s hiding something in her tights...

Mei: Janeane! That’s kind of thinking is what caused your record!

Janeane: Ohh. Do I sense a tone of RESENTMENT?! Sounds like someone is jealous. Maybe you ARE worrying about a match with someone who isn’t even a wrestler... Oh no.. what’s she going to do. Smile stupidly and run over in her little abercrappie and b!tch shirt, and beat you, with a feminine “Uh” every time?! Please. She looks like a wholesome little girl next door who’s head is stuck so far up the president’s anal cavity that she can’t pull it out to get that dumb @ss sh!t-eater grin off her face.

Mei: You sound like your brother.

Janeane: Maybe that’s good! He can kick @ss good as the best of them.(Grins, then notices the worry on Mei’s face.) Come on... what’s wrong. Cat got your tongue...

Mei: That’s just it. She might. After tonight.. who the heck knows! Circle and Cat are infamously together and I can be assured that if I WOULD win someone from Circle would jump out and try to beat me. If I lose, then it’s because of them. I know it! There’s no way for me to win.

Janeane: Then don’t try.

Mei stopped and look incredously at Janeane.


Janeane: What? You wanna give up? Then do.

Mei: I didn’t say that.

Janeane: You implied it.

Mei: I don’t wanna give up! I never give up. I never...

All the suddenly, a strangely strong abdominal pain hit Mei. She dropped the papers and clutched her stomach. She leaned over the side of the bed, causing Janeane to look at her. Hacking noises began escaping from Mei’s throat as she clawed at the edge. Blood began forcing it’s way out of her mouth and onto the carpet. Janeane blinked in disbelief and looked at it.


Janeane: Damn.. Mei, we better get you to the hospital.

Mei: No. (Hack.)

Janeane: But.. Mei..

Mei: Be quiet! I have to...

Mei’s body began to quiver and more blood came out, causing Janeane to jump up and run to the phone, lifting it off the reciever. Mei reached out a hand towards her.


Mei: Please. Janeane. Don’t.

Janeane: Mei... you’re seriously hurt. Come on. I gotta do something.

Mei: I’ll get it checked out after the match. Come on Janeane. I gotta. I gotta prove...(Cough.) Prove myself. It’s just from Carmen. PLEASE!!

Janeane’s finger wavered over the 9 button as she looked at Mei. A sudden knock at the door caused her to look at it and hang up the phone. She turned to Mei who covered the blood spot seeping into the carpet with a rug next to the bed and then wiped her mouth, smiling at Janeane. A million thoughts ran through Janeane’s head as she opened the door. Julius Stryker stood at the door, his overwhelming presence there. He slid in the door and looked at both of them.


Julius: Oh! Girl’s sleepover. Sounds like fun! Where’s the blankets and pillows and sleeping bags?

Janeane: This hotel is so cheap... probably in the closet...

Julius: (Pulls a videotape from his jacket.)Does look that way.. but uh... Janeane. Can you hand this to GW..... Mei? You okay? Ya look a little sick.

Mei: I’m fine. Don’t worry. Just great!

Janeane looked worriedly at Mei, but sighed and rolled her eyes. She grabbed the video that Julius held in his hand.


Janeane: Take it to GWA?

Julius:(Still looking at Mei.)Uhm.. Yea..

Janeane: Got it. Yea.. Bye Julius.

Janeane shut the door on her brother then walked over to Mei, waving her finger in her face.


Janeane: Go ahead. Go. But it ain’t my fault if something happens to you, got it?

Mei: Alright. Deal.

Mei held her hand out for Janeane to shake, but Janeane shrunk away. Mei looked at the drying blood on her hand and walked to the bathroom, muttering slightly under her breath.


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