"Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis.."
Chanting and eerie organ music soon shifted into an industrial beat as the lights in the jam packed arena began to dim. Daffney appeared from behind the curtain, Sky High title resting over her shoulder, with the always grim Dr. Stevie trailing behind her. The doctor held the ropes open for his love interest as the bizarre pair slipped their way into the ring. As light began to fill the crowd once again, Daffney stood in the middle of the ring with a microphone in her hand.
Daffney: "Hello out there, ladies and jerks! It's me, your favorite diva of all time, the scream queen..Daffney!"
Daffney raised her title high above her head to a chorus of boo's while Dr. Stevie clapped in the background. The female member of The Family looked over her reflection within the gold plate of her title.
Daffney: "Ya know, I really like how this belt looks on me. Do you like how it looks on me, puddin'?"
Daffney turned towards Dr. Stevie who nods in approval while running a few fingers through her dark hair.
Daffney: "What about you people? Hm? Do you think it looks good on me?"
The response was a negative one.
Daffney: "TOO BAD! HAH! Nobody cares what you think! None of you have any class and ya wouldn't know talent if it crept up and ripped yer noses off! And ya better get used to it 'cause there's nobody that's going to be able to take this belt away from me!"
Meanwhile..
Taylor Wilde: "....I've got the magic in meeeee. Everybody knows I've got the magic in meeeee. Every time I hit the flo'...."
Daffney's complete and total opposite, not to mention her next challenger, sat near the curtain backstage on a large crate. She sung to herself, swaying lightly, and seemingly oblivious to what was going on within the ring. Her partners, Rayna Von Tosh and Portia Perez stood beside the curtain, peeking out towards the ring while shaking their heads.
Portia Perez: "She needs to do something about this."
Rayna Von Tosh: "I agree. Taylor!"
Taylor Wilde: "Huh?"
Taylor Wilde: "Hear who out where?"
Portia Perez: "You dumb ass! DAFFNEY! She's runnin her mouth! Go out there and tell her how your gonna take that title from her!"
Taylor gasps and springs to her feet with her fists balled up.
Taylor Wilde: "That's right! I have a title shot!"
As the blond began to head through the curtain, she paused and looked backwards. Rayna and Portia had not budged an inch.
Rayna Von Tosh: "This one is all you. You have to take care of this yourself."
Taylor took a deep breath and headed towards the ring as "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" interrupted Daffney. Taylor received a pretty favorable reaction despite being aligned with a pair of heels. She posed on the middle rope as she was climbing into the ring before hopping inside. Daffney and Dr. Stevie looks equally unimpressed as the gothic champion looked down at her diminutive challenger who stood a good four inches less than her. Daffney looked past Taylor and towards the entrance ramp.
Daffney: "Where's your babysitters?"
Taylor Wilde: "I don't need 'em! Because I can take that title from you all by myself!"
Daffney remained entirely stone faced before bursting into laughter. She broke down into exaggerated hysterics, rolling onto her side while wrapping her arms around herself, kicking her feet about. Even Dr. Stevie couldn't help but laugh as he slapped his knee and chuckled. Taylor glared as her cheeks puffed out in annoyance. Daffney rose back to her feet and pretended to wipe a tear away.
Daffney: "What are are you going to do? Throw your diaper at me?"
Taylor lifted the microphone to her mouth to speak but Dr. Stevie stepped forward and placed his hand on top of it. He slowly lowered the microphone and looked downwards at Taylor with narrowed eyes.
Dr. Stevie: "Listen. Little girl. I have some friendly advice for you. Go back to where ever you were. NOW. And we'll forget you interrupted us and perhaps let you walk away after Daffney crushes you at Warfare"
Though she definitely looks scared, Taylor puffs her chest out and steps forward.
Taylor Wilde: "Listen! You shouldn't underestimate me! I had to beat three other girls to get this shot and I even pinned Melina!"
Daffney: "Oh BIG deal! I beat Melina like three times in one week! Do you have any idea how many terrible things I can do to you? I can torture you and LOVE IT. I can make you scream. I can make you BLEED. Get out of the ring!"
Taylor shakes her head back and forth and stands firm in her spot. Daffney and Dr. Stevie grinned to one another and began to corner the Canadian.
Daffney: "Ooh, are you tough now? Are you going to cry? Heheheheeee. Cry and we'll let ya go."
Daffney and Dr. Stevie continue to corner Taylor until she has very little room to move. Despite the odd's against her she refuses to leave the ring. Daffney takes a step back and shrugs to the crowd before swinging her title towards Taylor's head. Instinctively, Taylor ducks and quickly hits Daffney in the forehead with her microphone which an audible thud. Daffney stumbles backwards, clutching her forehead with a look of both surprise and anger. Dr. Stevie lunges forward to snatch Taylor but she quickly slides out of the ring and rockets up to the middle of the ramp. Daffney rubs the spot where the microphone connected and glares in rage at Taylor, gripping the ring ropes so tightly that they begin to shake. Taylor gulps, realizing that she may have made a bad move but still poses to the cheers of the audience around her.
