BACKSTAGE – MEDICAL CORRIDOR

Blood. Sweat. Tape. Bruises blooming across skin in ugly constellations.

Jenny Myst is barely upright, half-carried by the Corporation, boots scraping faintly across concrete as they guide her toward XWF medical. Her breathing is ragged. One eye is already swelling. Her ribs are wrapped tight. Crimson streaks through her hairline.

She looks wrecked.

The double doors to medical slide open.

Just before she crosses the threshold—

She straightens.

Her posture snaps perfect.
Her chin lifts.
A slow, knowing smile curves across her face.

Across the hallway, Jennie Nickles freezes.

Their eyes lock.

Something feral flickers between them.

Then—

Jenny sneezes.

A sharp, violent, full-body convulsion.

The concussion of it alone is enough to rattle the hallway.

Jennie FLIES BACKWARD like she’s been struck by a sniper round, legs lifting clean off the floor as she crashes flat onto the concrete with a sickening THUD.

Jenny dives forward, ignoring her own injuries, collapsing across Jennie’s chest and hooking the leg.

From out of frame, Charlie Nickles comes sprinting in, dragging a referee by the wrist and throwing him to the floor beside them.

Ref:
“…you have got to be kidding me—”

But he drops.

ONE………………

Jenny presses harder, blood dripping from her hair onto the concrete.

TWO…………………

The corridor explodes with shouting, officials rushing, medical staff screaming for space—

5x

FORMER, 1x AND LONGEST REIGNING (101 Days)

FOREVER, AND ALWAYS

3X

2x XWF Bombshell Champion

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