Post by Deleted on May 23, 2016 9:08:31 GMT -5
When you see them coming in form.
And they say they do what's best for you.
Fighting for one total control.
They are planned and organized for you.
Breaking their hold. Breaking their hold of control they strive.
To keep you down, behind your back, the time has come, the end is near.
It's when you sleep, so late at night, and in the light, getting prepared.
It's not to help you, but help their cause, under one system, you wont exist.
They are the few, with all the power,
our system screams, we can't let them tear our hearts out.
Screaming, pulling on our pride.
Stand together for the right cause, one system to our demise.
A mysterious video is sent out to the phones of all NGW staff and talent. It starts as a photo montage and then finally shows the name "Elena Balin". A younger woman then appears on cam. She appears to be inside of a gym and is in her ring gear with her hair up. She walks over to the ring and gets inside. She walks over to one of the turnbuckles as the camera zooms in. Once the camera comes into focus, she finally begins to speak.
They say everyone has a story, well mine probably isn't too unorthodox or is it? My name is Elena Balin. I was fairly doomed from the beginning or so I thought. I was born and raised in little bitty town in Missouri. My parents were twenty years apart in age when I was born. My dad who worked as one of those guys you see working on the highways with only an eighth grade education and he was fifty-one when I was born. My mom who had a master's degree and a nursing degree but never really used either. Instead she chose to be a stay at home mom to me as I was so unfortunate to be the only child. She was thirty-one when I was born. I was one of those overly hyper children and would get sick from minor infections all the time. Although, to be honest I don't really remember much of my young childhood other than that. I only remember events from around age twelve and up. I was bullied all the time for multiple reasons. I was thin as a kid but I put on weight quickly once puberty hit. So that didn't help matters. Also, my mother never wanted me to be a girly girl, I guess it was in fear of me becoming a slut or something. Anyway, she always buy me boyish clothing. So that sure as hell did not help matters. The bullying got so bad that I eventually dropped out of public school and just earned my g.e.d. instead. Once I turned seventeen and I got my own place nearby I made it my goal to lose weight because by that time I was almost four-hundred pounds at only five foot four in height. I wanted to do it for my health and before I went to college. I was not about to do it by surgery either. I changed my diet and began working out.
By the time I turned nineteen and was ready to enroll in college I had already dropped down to a little more than two-hundred pounds. The smaller I was getting the harder it was to lose the weight. I started college and met a great friend, she recommended I go to this boxing gym that she worked out at. So I began going there regularly and became stronger and lost even more weight. One night during spring break, I was in the gym working out and staying later than I usually do because it was pretty empty. Because I never went back to my childhood home because it was nothing but bad memories. Anyway, this guy came up to me and said, "that with my commitment I should think about venturing out and train outside of boxing as well". He explained about a local tournament coming up and asked if I would want to train for it. I was excited for something new and agreed. It was another new beginning. I began training harder the next few weeks and slimmed down even more. By the beginning of the tournament I was down to one-hundred and sixty-five pounds. I did not expect to get as far as I did. For someone with limited experience and weight issues, I was very proud of myself for making it to the semi-finals. So proud that after my third year of college, I decided to quit to focus on wrestling training. I was a small town girl and only twenty-two and I was moving to Dallas, Texas to get more extensive wrestling training. Four years later, with a lot of training and successful indie experience under my belt, here I am. And my weight is down to only one-hundred and forty pounds.
Elena hops down from the turnbuckle and circles the ring before leaning on the top rope facing the camera once again. She sweeps the hair out of her face and has a grin on her face before speaking again.
I recently signed my contract with NGW as a test to myself. I debut at your next show titled Vendetta. It is time for me to leave the indies and push myself because I know I can. So now that you all have my story, let's move on to my message to you all at NGW. When I get to San Jose and get to the SAP Center for my debut in the open battle royal, you better be ready. It's my turn to be the bully and you the victims. My blood within me is so cold now and I am ready to strike anyone who gets in my way. The world is never going to change, there will always be some sort of chain of command. But you see, I don't care I will walk right past you. I've lost faith in people so I only care about myself. When you step in the ring with me you are leaving your fate in my hands. You will find out what I decide for you after the match is over. As I will walk out the winner. You may think I'm out of my mind already predicting such things, I'm not, I'm actually very level headed and everything is clear to me. Every moment I am focused, all day everyday, on my dream of having more championship gold around my waist. It really doesn't matter who you put in front of me, you could even put your current champion Gavin Grimes in a match with me and I would still win that battle. I've worked hard to be at the level I am. I use every scar and bad memory to fuel my aggression when I get in the ring. And I will not stop fighting as long as I am conscious. Don't bother me with your reasons, I only care about mine.
Society is always about rumors and gossip. But one truth is this, I am here and I won't back down. Everyone has their problems, I just choose to solve mine in the ring. I can stand on my own and don't need help from anyone. I know I am meant to be great. I don't need any fans to feed an ego. No one will hold me down, I will climb the ladder. I may not have the finer things or be in a relationship, but that does not matter in this business. I don't care to hear about who you are sleeping around with or what fancy thing you bought this week. I am real. I live to fight. Let's get this straight, I don't owe anyone anything except myself. I owe it to me to earn my shots. And I'm not sorry if I have to go through all of you to reach my dream. I've come to far to give up so if you ever think I will, think again. I am here. Are you really ready for me? I quite honestly doubt you are.
Elena hops out of the ring and out of the view of the camera. The camera catches up with her as she is walking out of the gym. Shortly after the camera goes black.
And they say they do what's best for you.
Fighting for one total control.
They are planned and organized for you.
Breaking their hold. Breaking their hold of control they strive.
To keep you down, behind your back, the time has come, the end is near.
It's when you sleep, so late at night, and in the light, getting prepared.
It's not to help you, but help their cause, under one system, you wont exist.
They are the few, with all the power,
our system screams, we can't let them tear our hearts out.
Screaming, pulling on our pride.
Stand together for the right cause, one system to our demise.
A mysterious video is sent out to the phones of all NGW staff and talent. It starts as a photo montage and then finally shows the name "Elena Balin". A younger woman then appears on cam. She appears to be inside of a gym and is in her ring gear with her hair up. She walks over to the ring and gets inside. She walks over to one of the turnbuckles as the camera zooms in. Once the camera comes into focus, she finally begins to speak.
They say everyone has a story, well mine probably isn't too unorthodox or is it? My name is Elena Balin. I was fairly doomed from the beginning or so I thought. I was born and raised in little bitty town in Missouri. My parents were twenty years apart in age when I was born. My dad who worked as one of those guys you see working on the highways with only an eighth grade education and he was fifty-one when I was born. My mom who had a master's degree and a nursing degree but never really used either. Instead she chose to be a stay at home mom to me as I was so unfortunate to be the only child. She was thirty-one when I was born. I was one of those overly hyper children and would get sick from minor infections all the time. Although, to be honest I don't really remember much of my young childhood other than that. I only remember events from around age twelve and up. I was bullied all the time for multiple reasons. I was thin as a kid but I put on weight quickly once puberty hit. So that didn't help matters. Also, my mother never wanted me to be a girly girl, I guess it was in fear of me becoming a slut or something. Anyway, she always buy me boyish clothing. So that sure as hell did not help matters. The bullying got so bad that I eventually dropped out of public school and just earned my g.e.d. instead. Once I turned seventeen and I got my own place nearby I made it my goal to lose weight because by that time I was almost four-hundred pounds at only five foot four in height. I wanted to do it for my health and before I went to college. I was not about to do it by surgery either. I changed my diet and began working out.
By the time I turned nineteen and was ready to enroll in college I had already dropped down to a little more than two-hundred pounds. The smaller I was getting the harder it was to lose the weight. I started college and met a great friend, she recommended I go to this boxing gym that she worked out at. So I began going there regularly and became stronger and lost even more weight. One night during spring break, I was in the gym working out and staying later than I usually do because it was pretty empty. Because I never went back to my childhood home because it was nothing but bad memories. Anyway, this guy came up to me and said, "that with my commitment I should think about venturing out and train outside of boxing as well". He explained about a local tournament coming up and asked if I would want to train for it. I was excited for something new and agreed. It was another new beginning. I began training harder the next few weeks and slimmed down even more. By the beginning of the tournament I was down to one-hundred and sixty-five pounds. I did not expect to get as far as I did. For someone with limited experience and weight issues, I was very proud of myself for making it to the semi-finals. So proud that after my third year of college, I decided to quit to focus on wrestling training. I was a small town girl and only twenty-two and I was moving to Dallas, Texas to get more extensive wrestling training. Four years later, with a lot of training and successful indie experience under my belt, here I am. And my weight is down to only one-hundred and forty pounds.
Elena hops down from the turnbuckle and circles the ring before leaning on the top rope facing the camera once again. She sweeps the hair out of her face and has a grin on her face before speaking again.
I recently signed my contract with NGW as a test to myself. I debut at your next show titled Vendetta. It is time for me to leave the indies and push myself because I know I can. So now that you all have my story, let's move on to my message to you all at NGW. When I get to San Jose and get to the SAP Center for my debut in the open battle royal, you better be ready. It's my turn to be the bully and you the victims. My blood within me is so cold now and I am ready to strike anyone who gets in my way. The world is never going to change, there will always be some sort of chain of command. But you see, I don't care I will walk right past you. I've lost faith in people so I only care about myself. When you step in the ring with me you are leaving your fate in my hands. You will find out what I decide for you after the match is over. As I will walk out the winner. You may think I'm out of my mind already predicting such things, I'm not, I'm actually very level headed and everything is clear to me. Every moment I am focused, all day everyday, on my dream of having more championship gold around my waist. It really doesn't matter who you put in front of me, you could even put your current champion Gavin Grimes in a match with me and I would still win that battle. I've worked hard to be at the level I am. I use every scar and bad memory to fuel my aggression when I get in the ring. And I will not stop fighting as long as I am conscious. Don't bother me with your reasons, I only care about mine.
Society is always about rumors and gossip. But one truth is this, I am here and I won't back down. Everyone has their problems, I just choose to solve mine in the ring. I can stand on my own and don't need help from anyone. I know I am meant to be great. I don't need any fans to feed an ego. No one will hold me down, I will climb the ladder. I may not have the finer things or be in a relationship, but that does not matter in this business. I don't care to hear about who you are sleeping around with or what fancy thing you bought this week. I am real. I live to fight. Let's get this straight, I don't owe anyone anything except myself. I owe it to me to earn my shots. And I'm not sorry if I have to go through all of you to reach my dream. I've come to far to give up so if you ever think I will, think again. I am here. Are you really ready for me? I quite honestly doubt you are.
Elena hops out of the ring and out of the view of the camera. The camera catches up with her as she is walking out of the gym. Shortly after the camera goes black.