Darby: "So you are familiar with my work."

Jessica: "Yeah."

Darby: "The beautiful Phoenix meets evil dark enigma. This is going to be a pleasure."

Jessica: "The pleasure is all mine. You don't intimidate me any dude. I've gone through the ring of fire with The Demon King. You're no different."

Darby: "I assure you that your demon king is nothing like me in the ring."

Jessica: "Yeah. He dropped his freak outside the ring. You on the other hand, you are giving yourself away little by little."

Darby: "See you in the ring."

He hops back on his board and rides off with his trade mark black jacket blowing in the breeze behind him. I shake my head.

Jessica: "Where's his body bag and spray paint?"

I roll my eyes as he rounds the corner to the locker room.

Mox: "In his shed with all his other promo shit he uses. Are you sure about him? He's relentless in the ring."

Jessica: "So am I. Lets do this thing."

I head into the locker room to get changed and am greeted by one of the most plastic looking Barbie doll divas I've ever met.

Britt: "What do we have here? I don't think we've met. I'm Dr. Britt Baker. I'm a dentist."

Jessica: "Hi. I'm Jessica The Phoenix and I don't care. I'm not looking for a dentist. Thank you for the announcement though."

Britt: "You're new. I'll let that slide. Why is a WWE diva in my locker room getting comfortable?"

Jessica: "I'm a free agent, bitch. I can go where I want when I want. Anything else you want?"

Britt: "No. I don't want you. I don't like new people in my locker room."

Jessica: "I don't like self entitled bitches who threaten other people. So we have something in common."

I get changed and a feisty red head steps up and slaps Britt square in her face.

Priscilla: "Get the fuck over yourself. Back out of here now and you won't need to fix your own teeth."

Britt stalks off shocked that she actually got hit and I applaud.

Jessica: "Thank you, God. I wanted to but my hands were full with my gear."

Priscilla: "You're gear is in a body bag."

Jessica: "No. My gear is in my suitcase."

I look down and sure enough. That little shit managed to put my stuff in a body bag on wheels. The Phoenix in red spray paint on the side.

Jessica: "How in the fuck did he do that? We were talking right to each others faces."

Priscilla: "I see you've met my ex husband."

Jessica: "Ex husband?"

Priscilla: "Priscilla Kelly. Nice to meet you, Jessica The Phoenix."

Jessica: "The pleasure is mine."

I shake her hand as she gives me the once over stare down.

Priscilla: "Darby Allin is my ex husband. We are going through a divorce."

Jessica: "Wow. I'm sorry to hear that."

Priscilla: "Its mutual. No big deal. Why is he fucking with your gear bag?"

Jessica: "He's your ex husband. You tell me. All I did was challenge him."

Priscilla: "He's fucking with you because you challenged him. You're new. How the hell do you two even know each other?"

Her tone was almost accusing me of plotting something against him that was premeditated. Is she actually thinking Darby and I are in cohorts together?

Jessica: "We're wrestlers. I have a rep as a bad ass who isn't afraid to go head to head with the guys. I'm sure he has social media and has seen something with me or the D.O.D in it and liked it."

Priscilla: "Possibly."

Jessica: "Thank you for having my back with Britt back there."

Priscilla: "No worries. Us hard asses need to stick together. Oh yeah. I almost forgot to tell you. When you go out there with Darby be on your toes. He's quick and relentless. He also likes to flirt."

Jessica: "Not my type. Too short. Too skinny and too damn weird."

Priscilla: "As an expert on the Dark Enigma he's not as weird as he likes to portray. He's a closet case romantic and a huge sweetheart. He's also a test in endurance. He takes a lot of crazy risks for no reason."

Jessica: "I've been there done that with his type. I'm 35 years old. I don't have time for a 27 year old kid right now."

Priscilla: "Good luck tonight."

Meanwhile, with the guys

Mox: "What the fuck are you trying to prove with Jess?"

Darby: "That she is underestimating me and I can handle this."

Mox: "By switching her gear case."

Darby: "Mind games. She expects it out of me. She hasn't found what's inside yet."

Mox: "You aren't fucking with some timid little girl, dude. She's going to come for your head."

Darby: "I want her to. The stronger the competition the better."

Mox: "No dude. She takes you messing with her stuff personal and she will find your weakness. Believe me. I've been up against her numerous times."

Darby: "And she will burn just like the rest. Why are you so hot on this?"

Mox: "Its your funeral."

Darby: "I've already died and risen again. They don't want me."

Mox: "All right when you come back drenched in perfume or something worse don't say I didn't try to warn you."

Darby: "Seriously? I highly doubt she will go there with me."

Mox: "I don't. I know her, dude. She is out for revenge."

Darby: "Man, if you weren't married I'd swear you want her."

Mox: "Yeah. I keep it in the family like that."

Darby: "Family? That's your sister?"

Mox: "Close. I'm married to her sister."

Darby: "Roxy and Jess are blood sisters. I thought that was only in the sisterhood sense like you roman and Seth."

Mox: "That's her and Maddie. Roxy is blood sister."

Darby: "So Roxy and Jess are blood. Maddie is the adopted sister to Jess and Roxy."

Mox: "Yes. You got it."

I have now gone through my stuff to make sure that freak boy hasn't taken anything for his promo purposes. So far I'm good aside from the being weirded out by the body bag presence. I come across a box that wasn't in there when I packed.

Jessica: "I knew he did something else."

By now its show time. So I end up bringing the box with me and putting my other stuff in the locker. I head out to gorilla. It is way different from WWE. No sound men or camera guys following me and telling me where I need to stand or what I need to say. No scripts or writers. No censors. No crew. Just me and the make up person.

When she is done the actual cameras for the show start rolling. I can hear the fans reacting to some match going on. A few minutes later, a camera is on me and my box.

Jessica: "Well, I'm hardly a fan favorite here yet. But, I'm receiving gifts from someone."

I open the box and it's a skull with my name painted on it in red graffiti style writing.

Jessica: "Darby Allin. My opponent for this evening. I recognize your calling card. Dude, let me let you in on something. This little Halloween decoration of yours is not scary. You're nothing more then a snot nosed kid trying to prove he's an adult. Oh and the stunt with my gear bag? That was cute. You'll get yours. Karma is a bitch and I make sure she bites you tonight."

The camera cuts to commercial.

Camera guy: "And we are clear."

Jessica: "That was easy. That actually felt normal."

I warm up a bit as my music hits. The arena goes dark and the ramp lights up with flames as I stand in a ring of fire with my red and black phoenix jacket and feathered head peace. My red and black dark make up and my hair streaked red and black to match my gear. I wave the jacket in a motion like I am about to fly and the ring goes out as I walk to the actual ring.

Justin: "Making her AEW debut tonight weighing in at 115 pounds. Standing 5 7 and coming all the way from Kalamazoo, Michigan. She is The Phoenix Jessica Mendez."

I make my way down the ramp to a thunderous welcome. I shake hands and pose on the corners of the ring posts to blinding camera flashes. i jump down as the pyro goes off.