A New Era [Mondace v. Team Douche & The Emo Kids III]

[Mondae Chaos]

Since day one Shawn DeLise had hired the Mean Girls to do his dirty work. The teenage psychopaths enjoyed dishing out pain and the fact that Mondae's enemy was on Georgia's side didn't hurt either. Thanks to Mondae and Arianny, the company had been stolen from Georgia DeLise and handed to Shawn on a silver platter. They ran Georgia and her minions out of town and the world was their oyster. That is, until Shawn ran away from a fight with his tail between his legs, leaving MGM behind and he was never seen from again. And he wonders why Ari won't sleep with him.

With Shawn out of the picture, a Mean Girl tyranny was about to take hold of RSW and every single superstar that wasn't aligned with them would suffer at their hands. This will be the brightest moment in the history of RSW.

Mondae sits perched upon the desk in the destroyed office of Shawn DeLise. Last week Ari had taken her frustration out on this room and not much had changed. Our resident Queen is wearing her usual: a pair of black high-waisted skinny jeans, a distressed MGM t-shirt and black combat boots.

"I've been looking for you Shawn. Do you think you can use us and just walk away? You get the company from the grasps of your slut of a sister and you disappear into the night? Run away like a child? And then you have the audacity to spew your hateful bullshit all over social media? Do you think that I will let this fucking stand??" The murderess was screaming now, her eyes narrowing into the camera.

"You have promised me and Ari the world and you haven't delivered any of it so I am fucking done with you! I don't take kindly to being toyed with. So this is how it's going to go. I don't give a fuck if you ever come back, but if you do I am going to shut your mouth permanently. You can question my abilities on social, but we both know you don't have the balls to say that shit to my face. We both know that you have no one to protect you and I could easily destroy you. MGM brings the fans into the seats. We are the reason you are even making money at all. Since day fucking one you have promised me a championship match. Since day fucking one Ari has fought for me to get what is rightfully mine: the RSW Supreme Championship. Have you done anything to make that happen? No - not a goddamn thing. I had to petition your whore sister to even get into the tournament. And when Jack interfered costing me the title? You did fucking NOTHING! You are nothing but a fucking useless, lying piece of shit human. I wish you were dead."

And if it weren't for Arianny, she would have killed him months ago.

"I am the rightful champion and if you were any kind of business man you would understand that having Mondae Katherine Chaos as your champion is what is best for business. But you are an idiot, and now that you are out of the picture, this is a new era - the Mean Girl era. As far as we are concerned Arianny won the rights to RSW so she runs this fucking company now and this Thursday Night is just the beginning. It will be a night where I walk out into that main event with Jace and Ari at my side and I walk out the RSW Supreme Champion. I am not concerned with Lovey and their disgusting, unwavering devotion. I am certainly not concerned with Archer questioning my ability because I don't have some fucking sad life story to drive my rage. It is all fucking talk. This match will be my ultimate 'fuck you' to you, your sister, Jack Owyns and anyone else that has ever questioned me! Jace and I have something to prove and if I have to rip my opponents to shreds to do it, so be it. I will get what is mine and show the world why MGM is in charge!"

"This is the MGM show now and you are just a spectator."

With a smile the queen hopped off of the desk and sauntered out of the office, tapping the door as she left. The camera focused on a pink sign on the door which read "Arianny Blake - Owner of RSW".