A New Hardcore Champ, In a Bad Spot? (answered)

Hannah was sitting backstage in a chair, sitting across from an interviewer. Hannah looked bruised up, she had a nose-guard due to the headbutts delivered from Sasha spraining her nose, she had her arms bandaged up from her match with Liberty, bandages on her body because of going through a barbed-wire board. To sum it up, Hannah has looked better. She would smile a bit as the interveiw started, placing the title on her lap.

"Hello there folks! I am with Hannah Jericho, the new Hardcore Champion! Tell me Hannah, how does it feel to be champion?"

"It feels rough, I am roughed up as you can see, and things well be a bit difficult for a few weeks, but I'll be fine, I can still fight, move and all that good stuff! Will I back down from anybody? No, but I would like to wait to defend this thing until I am right as rain...." Hannah would state.

"What do you think of Sasha, the old champion?"

"Well, she is certainly a great competitor, she could have beaten me, it was just an off night for her, plain and simple. I will definately think that she could take this away from me at any time, but she is worse off then I am at the moment." Hannah would say.

"At the top of your head, who do you think is in the running for the title?"

"Well, there are WAY to many people here for me to count on who could contend, but if I had to say who, two people come to mind, Liberty and Sasha. Sasha because she gets a rematch I think, and Liberty because she beat me and that's one chick who can keep up with me."

"Well, thank you Hannah! Any more words to say?"

"Yes I do. Anybody who wants to talk to me, I'll be here for a little bit. I don't have any weapons with me, just a nice talk. Two people I really want to talk to are two people I want my first title defense with in a Three-Way Dance, Liberty and Sasha, that is if you two are watching."

"Dunno if they're watching, but I am." Someone said coming from behind her." The person comes closer and into view and looks at her with a grin, it was Kei. "Take it easy, I'm not going to do anything, at least not right now. Your win got me thinking. I bet just by looks you get a lot of 'damn that bitch is creepy' and sometimes I admit I can be a little strange myself, and the more I thought it, the more I figured we can redefine what hardcore means. Now I know you'd prefer two others as you just mentioned, but I got no problem waiting because I know that when the time comes we can make something special out of each other.....That and I kinda need a new belt and don't feel like buying one." She grins and looks at Hannah.

Hannah looked behind her, looking at the woman with curiousity. "Hey...." She would look over at the person next to her and it was Annamaria Anderson. "Hey there Double A. This your new client?" Hannah would ask, talking to her old manager.

"Yes, and unlike you, she actually listens to me!" Annamaria would state. "Yeah yeah yeah, we both know you were there on behalf of Vivien. Anyway, sure, I would defend this against you, maybe if I still have this thing after my desired triple threat match." Hannah would state. "Heh, funny, it almost sounds like you would rather have this as a fashon statement!"

Kei looks at Annamaria and whispers "You know her?"

Kei looks back at her "You better. Because there is one thing I hate the most in all my years of wrestling, rematch after rematch after rematch after bloody fucking rematch, and the last thing I want is you and those two playing some hot potato. And maybe I do Hannah, maybe I do :p "

"Yeah, I managed her and Vivien back in HCW...." Anna would say.

"Yeah yeah I get it, just don't make a federal case out of my words, I don't run anything in this business." Hannah would say. "I can have wants, but that's it."

"It's one thing to have wants, it's another to do something about it. Of course if you're not sure you'll have it but then we could always oh I don't know.....get it on first?" She wondered slightly if Hannah knew Anna was more than just her mananger, still knowing now that she and hannah use to be on the same page could come in handy.

"We'll see how things play out." Hannah would say with a grin. "Double A, just make sure that bats aren't a problem with her like the last time I knew you in an old company."

"I don't think that'll be a problem!" Annamaria would say with a smile.

The door to the interview room burst open, and a big, scruffy, black-haired girl bounded up to the hardcore champ, completely ignoring Kei and Annamaria.
“Hannah!” Liberty would say with a smile. “Nice bandages, by the way. Iâ€m still sporting a few cuts myself.” Liberty pulled down her top a little, exposing more of her cleavage, showing it to be criss-crossed with the tiny scars Hannah had inflicted on her flesh.
“Anyway, I heard you were hardcore champion now, congratulations!” she beamed. “I guess thatâ€s what you wanted. But be careful – the lure of shiny things does strange things to people. Though seeing as youâ€re already trying to give the belt away again, I guess youâ€ll be alright” she joked. “Just watch out for the kind of greedy vultures thatâ€ll come circling...” She shot a dark look at Annamaria, to emphasise her point, with a complete lack of any tact.
“But yeah – you know Iâ€m up for any kind of match with you Hannah” she added, smiling again.

"Hey there Libs! I hope that's okay as a nickname, because that's what I am sticking to! Anyway, we're all going to get scars once in a while, as shown by you and as evident by me! Now, about that match....."

Annamaria was about to object until she was shot that dark look, then she froze at that moment.

".....anyway, about that match, you are one of the first people I want to face, after all, I owe you for the spray painting and for beating me with....what did you call it? A 'skunkface'? Oh well! Anyway, I think I'll get a match with Sasha going later, but for now, I want you!"

"Oh Hannah, I'm flattered," smiled Liberty. "If you want me to kick your ass AGAIN, then I'll happily oblige," she joked. "If it were anyone else, I would have expected them to lay low while their wounds healed - but not you, eh, Hannah? Cool. What were you thinking, hun?" Liberty cracked her knuckles excitedly at the prospect of upcoming violence.