Two Birds, One Stone. [Vendetta Aftermath]

[Mondae Chaos]

June 30th, 2016 An hour after Vendetta - Ritz Carlton Hotel, Penthouse Suite of the MGM

Well, Vendetta had been a complete shit show. Jack Owyns had used what little power he had to try and humiliate the mean girls and Mondae's number one contendership was ripped out from underneath her. Honestly, Jack Owyns getting one up on her is what stung the most. She could live without the title but she would not be made a fool of, especially by Owyns of all people. And to top off the shitty evening, when she returned to her dressing room she found a Mr. Cuddlesworth doll with a cruel note. This was her final straw. Gabe had died just over a month ago and the wound his absence left was clearly still raw. Every single thing that Mondae had done since his death had been for him.

Mondae punched her fist through the wall of her Ritz Carlton suite for the third time since the Mean Girl Mafia had returned home. Last time she was this angry at Jack Owyns, she had tried to murder his 9-year old daughter. So this should go over well. Arianny sat on the plush sofa, clenching a drink in her hand. She threw the drink back and sighed as Mondae threw a lamp across the room. It shattered directly next to Braydon Knox, who was leaning against the opposite wall.

"Fuck Jack, fuck Georgia and fuck this goddamn company. I did not fake a psychotic break so that we could come back to wrestling and be made a fool of!" Mondae screamed. Her fists were now clenched at her side and she was trying to breathe deeply to calm herself. She needed to think.

"Like really. I told Shawn DeLise that he needs to fucking fix this. Mean Girl Mafia will not be fucked with. He needs to keep Jack at bay and get that title around your perfect waist." For two evil spawn, they really were great friends to each other.

Braydon calmly walked over to the chair next to Arianny and sat down.

"You faked your psychotic break?" He was trying to play it cool. He was Chris' spy after all.

Mondae rolled her eyes. "Do you honestly think that I had a fucking psychotic break and threatened Arianny? Are you a complete fucking moron? I did not have a psychotic break. I just googled the symptoms and convinced my shrink that is what happened. I knew exactly what I was doing. Gavin deserved to have his stupid gym burned to the fucking ground and Jack Owyns' should have had to bury his fucking daughter!" Just like that, with not even a hint of remorse. She stood with her hands on her hips glaring at Braydon. He literally had no words.

"We had hit the top of the ranks in prison and decided that we needed a change of scenery. We aren't just pretty faces Braydon. We are fucking evil geniuses. And if Jack Owyns thinks his white trash ass is going to get one over on us, he is delusional!"

"We need to do some recon." Arianny said plainly. She was right. They were currently out of their element and in undiscovered territory. In order to figure out exactly what they were up against, they needed to dig.

Just then Mondae noticed that Braydon was typing furiously on his iPhone. She slyly walked behind him without making a sound. The big idiot didn't even notice. As she looked over his shoulder, she saw him sending an urgent text to Chris Chaos. Reaching down, she quickly snagged the phone out of his hand.

"What the fuck is this?!" She screamed as she scanned over the text message outlining all of her crimes. He didn't flinch.

"My job is to keep tabs on you Mondae. You just told me that you faked your psychotic break. You are a psychopath and now you're destroying a hotel room. It is my job to keep your father up to date." What an ass kisser. Mondae could feel the rage boiling within her. She could not let Braydon tell her father any of this. Arianny had just been cut off and if her father found out, he wouldn't be as lenient. She knew Chris would have her on the first plane back to New York and would probably have her committed. Not an option.

"Yes Braydon, I am a psychopath. So maybe you should check your fucking tone when you are speaking to me." She said flatly. For some reason, stupid Braydon Knox did not seem scared.

And just then an idea crossed her mind. She would kill two birds with one stone.

"I can handle daddy. But before you go narcing on me, I just want to do one thing." She said it as sweetly and calmly as she could muster. Braydon didn't look impressed, but he shrugged.

"Fine. What?"

"We're going to do some recon and destruction at the same time. I'll need you as back up. Daddy wouldn't be very pleased if his princess ended up hurt on your watch, now would he?" She smirked at him. Braydon had no choice but to follow Mondae into the pits of hell if that's where she decided to go. It was his job to protect her and he respected Chris too much to abandon his post.

"Ari, wouldn't it make you feel better to go break into Jack Owyns stupid apartment and break some shit?" She had turned towards her bestie now, still holding Braydon's phone in her hand.

The depressed look across Arianny's face slowly dissipated. A small smirk appeared there instead.

"You always know how to cheer me up. Maybe we'll even find Oddball!" The idea of saving Oddball made her smile. For some reason Arianny had a strange obsession with him.

Mondae smirked and picked up a lead pipe off of the side table. One end was encrusted with black diamonds, of course. She slid Braydon Knox's phone into the back pocket of her jeans before looking at him.

"Let's go, loser." Braydon sighed and walked out the door. Dallas and Frederik, who were making out in the corner this entire time, followed suit. Arianny got up and began to follow them with a smile upon her face, thinking of saving Oddball. As she got closer to the door Mondae grabbed her arm. Ari looked up at Mondae as Mondae began to write on Ari's arm with her finger. K-I-L-L-B. A sick smile had spread across our murderesses face and as it sunk it, Ari had the same smile. The girls skipped off down the hallway.

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June 30th, 2016 - Rundown Apartment Hallway, San Fransisco

The Mean Girls strut down the hallway of Jack Owyns apartment building. The Mean Girl Mafia all looked quite disgusted. It was a scene out of a movie. Drug addicts were strewn along the hallways, high out of their mind. A few feet before his door, a groan attracted their attention. A barely recognizable Oddball is curled up against the wall. His face looks like hamburger meat and Arianny lets out an audible gasp before throwing her hand over her mouth in horror. Jack Owyns sure was a sick motherfucker. It only made Mondae even more sure about what she was about to do.

"A-ari..." Oddball was able to choke out as he looked up at her. It looked like he was almost smiling at the sight of her.

"Oddball, are you okay?" Arianny asked as she knelt down next to him. He nodded softly. "We are going to keep you safe. Fucking Jack."

Mondae turned towards Frederik. "Take him down to the car. Keep it running, we'll be back in 15 minutes tops."

Frederik nodded. Mondae wasn't sure he could stomach what they were about to do and she didn't need to be dealing with anything else than the task at hand. Frederik helped Oddball to his feet and led him down the hallway. The MGM continued on their mission with Braydon in tow. They approached the apartment of Jack Owyns and Mondae put a finger to her lips. Her and Ari pressed their ears against the door and waited for a moment. No sounds. No sign of Jack. He was probably shacked up with RSW's main whore, Georgia DeLise.

With a smirk Mondae twisted the handle. Of course the moron didn't lock his door. It's not like he has any possessions to steal. And based on Oddball's face, most people in the area would be too afraid to steal from him. But not the Mean Girls.

They entered his apartment and closed the door behind them. They looked around and Ari made a face. His apartment was gross. Mondae took the steel pipe and smashed a lamp almost immediately.

"Find me something I can use." Mondae said to Braydon. He nodded and began digging through drawers as Dallas and Arianny threw every possession they could off of shelves and tables. Dallas, Money and Ari had all slid on black leather gloves on their drive over. No fingerprints. They didn't want to go back to prison quite this soon.

After a few moments Mondae looked at the Blake twins and nodded. Braydon had his back turned to the Mean Girl Mafia. Mistake number one. With a smirk Arianny delivered a stiff kick to the back of Braydon's knee's and he went down like a sack of potatoes. Dallas elbowed him hard across the face and they both grabbed one of his massive arms to hold him in place. Braydon's lip was split and he did not look impressed. He also didn't look scared. Mistake number two.

It didn't take much effort for the giant man to throw both Arianny and Dallas away from him. They both stumbled back slightly, releasing their grip on his arms. Before he could get to his feet Mondae drew back and hit him across the face with her lead pipe. Twice. As hard as she possibly could. It stunned him. Arianny and Dallas grabbed his arms again and Mondae stepped close to him. She grabbed his face in her hand and made him look directly at her.

"You chose the wrong side Braydon. This is a fucking war and we will not have a fucking rat on our side. I will not have you ruining everything that we have built for ourselves. You want to rat on me? You want to fuck me over? Fuck you!" She spit in his face as he turned away, pulling his face out of her grasp. He tried to struggle against the Blake twins but they delivered knee's to his sides that kept him on his knees.

"We were humiliated tonight. Where the fuck you were you? Someone put a fucking Cuddlesworth in my dressing room. Where were you? You were hired to protect me and you couldn't even do that. You are fucking nothing and now you will just have to be a casualty in the war against Jack Owyns." It dawned on Braydon what was about to happen and he tried to struggle more. Mondae smiled watching the fear cross his usually brooding eyes. "You know, you're a pretty man Braydon, with a beautiful beard. It's a shame you chose the wrong side. We could have had something beautiful." Mondae sighed, imaging what could have been. Maybe Braydon could have been her new bearded love, replacing Gabe. But this moron could ever replace Gabe. Gabe would have protected Mondae tonight. He would have killed Jack if she asked. Braydon was nothing but a let down and a liability.

"I got this." She nodded at her friends. They both let go of his arms. Arianny delivered a kick to his back which sent him onto all fours. Mondae stepped behind him. As Braydon got back to his knees, it was too late. Mondae delivered a sickening blow to the back of his head which sent his blood and brains splattering all over the living room of Jack Owyns.

He hit the floor and she watched as the blood pooled around him. The steel pipe was clenched tightly in her fist still, the diamonds digging into her palm as the blood dripped on the floor. Drip, drip drip.

For a moment the scene reminded her of Gabe. The large man with his head beat in lay on the floor as the pool of blood around him slowly grew. Mondae remembered finding Gabe's body and she let out a soft sigh. She quickly realized that this was for Gabe. Braydon's death would bring the end to Jack Owyns once and for all.

"Bye Braydon." She whispered softly, blowing a kiss to the corpse of her protector. Mondae stepped back as the pool of blood threatened to reach her feet. She knew enough not to leave her bloody footprints around. As she surveyed the scene of the crime, our raven-haired queen let out a maniacal laugh. Behind her, Arianny and Dallas looked proud of their handiwork.

There was now a corpse in the living room of Jack Owyns apartment. A corpse who was related to his sworn enemies. That wont look good.

"I don't think Jack will do as well as we did behind bars." Arianny giggled. There would be no one to make his time comfortable. He wouldn't get an iPad and Starbucks whenever requested. Jack would definitely become someone's bitch.

"Jack fucked with the wrong bitches. Let's get out of here." Mondae linked arms with Arianny as they left the apartment. Dallas followed quickly behind, closing the door firmly. Not a soul in the hall even noticed them as they headed back to the car with their heads held high. You don't fuck with the mean girls. And you especially don't fuck with the heart of Mondae Chaos' bestie. Hopefully Shawn DeLise is watching closely as well.

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