After Vanessa's Defeat...

The next night, after Vanessa and her partners had lost to the Tomcats, the redheaded former gang gal would be in her locker room, pacing back and forth angrily.

She waiting for her new ally, Vallerie. She wasn't happy about losing to a bunch of girls like the Tomcats, and was ready to get some revenge. For now though, she was wondering where the hell Vallerie was at...

Vanessa continued pacing back and forth for a few minutes, before stopping and angrily punching the lockers in front of her. "Damnit!" she yelled out quite sharply.

Obviously, she wasn't happy. Obviously.

"Whao, easy, killer," Vallerie Crown said as she walked into the locker room. Instead of her ring outfit she wore a pair of jeans and a tight blak shirt. Her prized black guitar was slung onto her back like always. A pair of sunglasses hid her eyes as she ame upon Vanessa.

"What's got your panties in a twist?" Val asked tilting her sunglasses down, flashing her unique yellow eyes.

Vanessa turned to Vallerie, locking her eyes on her angrily as she entered. "You know damn good and well what's wrong! You saw the damn match last night!"

She paused a moment before continuing. "Where the hell were you, anyway? Thought you had my back, huh?"

Valleire had to surpress a smirk less she make Vanessa even angrier. She had seen her tag match alright, and had seen how she and her team were practially anihalted by the teamwork of the Tomcats. "Yeah, I saw it," she responded, and ouldn't help but give a small smirk. "You really got your ass beat."

She frowned a little when Vanessa doubted her capability. "You had two giants as your teammates. I thought that would be enough to handle a couple of teenagers. Guess I was wrong."

Vanessa rolled her eyes in annoyance at Vallerie.

"Giants, shmiants. The bigger they are, the harder they fall, you should know this."

She sighed, shaking her head as she began to anxiously pace around again.

"This isn't over between me and that bitch Hailey though. Oh no, I plan on kicking that sorry whore's ass..."

"Yeah, that's true," Val admitted, watching with amusement as Vanessa started pacing again. She couldn't believe how much this loss had gotten to her. Especially this Hailey girl.

A wiked idea sprung to Vallerie, and she smiled. "Well, how bout we go get em'? I think I saw them in them about to leave."

Vanessa smiled back at her, pounding her fist into her opposite palm. "You should have said so sooner! Let's get 'em!"

"I thought you might like that," Vallerie replied, and waved for Vanessa to follow her. She would then lead the way out of the locker room to where she had last seen the Tomcats. It wouldn't take long to find the tag team.

Hailey, Billy and Aria were just on their way out of the AFW compound, dressed in their street clothes for a change. Hailey was dressed in a white blouse and a bright orange skirt. Billy skipped along in a blue t-shirt ith shorts. Aria followed closely beside them in a green long-sleeved sweater and tight fitting jeans. The were chatting away as Vallerie spied on them from afar. "So how do you want to do this?" she asked Vanessa quietly.

Vanessa looked on at the girls with a fair bit of hate burning in her eyes.

"Take out the other two first, then we'll go after Hailey, alright?"

Val nodded slowly in agreement at the plan, turning back to look at the Tomcats as they left the building to enter the street. "Guess that means we have to seperate them," she muttered crossly. "Now how are we gonna do that?" An idea then came to Vallerie, and a wicked grin spread across her face. "I've got it. Follow me." Val would then lead the way for Vanessa as they left the AFW complex and into the streets to follow the Tomcats.

Val would shadow their would-be victims don the street until Val decided that they were at a good location. "Okay," Vallerie said to Vanessa. "I'll lead the other two into that alley over there. You hide in there and be ready to jump those bitches. Got it?"