A Murder of Crows, starring Karasu and Deathbird

Start of an AFW Show:
The fans were anticipating her weekly dose of AFW action while the whole arena went dark. This state kept that way for a while, maybe a minute until a raven screech echoed through the arena and [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=834yPMhVEc8:15efijhc]Crows Theme[/url:15efijhc] was playing. A single red raven spotlight appeared as the music died down and uncovered the frame of Anja Mueller, widely known as Karasu.

Her golden hair war arranged to forego her natural Lion's mane in favor of a more featherlike appearance. Face paint formed a black and golden mask on her face which covered her nose, the lower half of her forehead and her cheeks, ending right in the middle of them and complimenting her blue, bordering into purple eyes for a bird themed appearance.
A black bandana covered her neck and showed a flock of small ravens on it.
A belly free top made of black jeans material without shoulder straps covered her upper torso, a screeching golden raven obviously guarding the front part. A black, short jeans hot pants formed a fitting pair with the top, but the golden raven was on her butt instead of being situated in the front while a set of black feathers covered her black wrestling boots while she was seated on the guardrail of the entrance ramp, legs dangling under her.

"I am Karasu. And I have something to say."
Her voice was serious, but calm and determined. The Blonde had only a small following of smarks, the rest of the audience was either undecided or booed her for her lack of interest in them, nearly accidently generating the impression that she was a snobbish psycho-heel of the hentai department.
"Some time ago, I was approached to take a more active part in the old game of power, abuse and sexuality. In any other instance, I would just have laughed it off and went my merry way. But this particular person made me an offer I couldn't refuse, so we decided to form a faction, stable or whatever you want to call it. We call it *Murder of Crows*. Check your biology 101 notes to see what a murder of crows is if you like, to spare you the shame of making a fool out of yourself when you try to reverse it into the murdering of crows."
Most people probably liked Deathbird akin to an inward grown toe nail, but that was only of limited concern for Anja who had met much worse folk around the world.

"For me personally, it's not about the money. Not about power. Not about commodity. Not about fame. In fact, I couldn't care less about money. This company pays me enough to live like a queen, even if I do this."
A group of employees handed out real yen notes to the spectators, a substantial amount of the pricing money she had received in AFW.
"I'm in for long gone and new companionship. And vengeance on those who wronged me. That's my basic motivation and probably the general motivation for this group's founders. Just a bunch of girls that stick together to follow their respective dreams. For now, it's me and my partner in crime with some folks deciding if they want in, so the ranks may also swell with unexpected people. "

She pointed for the cameras to do a close up on her face, to address any of her former stable mates.
"I know that you are out there. Give me a call anytime you like. If you were looking for my assistance back then and now hold a grudge against me cause I did squat to help you, that's ok. Hard to sincerely apologize for that, but it's all I can do right now."
With that, her monologue was off.
"But maybe my founding partner wants to add something?"

Suddenly, a loud sound like an eagle shrieking filled the entire stadium and the crowd was terrified. Then, an explosion of black smoke came from 5 feet close to the ring. Once it was clear, Paramore's "Misery Business" began to play and there stood a girl with dark purple and black hair. Her clothing consisted of a dark shining purple sleeveless zippered suit with the collars covering the bottom of her face, long black fingerless gloves, and black army boots.

She walked up to join Karasu (better known as Anja the Raven to her) and said out loud, "I thank you, Karasu, for allowing me to speak to all you fans of seeing your enemies's pain, mayhem, and destruction for your pleasure." Some of the fans already seem interested from the start as she spoke. "Yes, I see it in all of you. You cheer for your hero yet jeer at your foe when that hero falls trying. Perhaps...Perhaps there are those of you who hate losing, who hate to see your hero lose, and I understand that pain, anger, and frustration that comes with a desire to prevail in the end. I hear you, my dear friends, I feel that in all of you. I too experienced this in my own life and I continued to strive forward until I can make my dreams a reality."

As she looked around, she could see others start to nod their heads in agreement with her. "And as my partner, Karasu, previously stated, our faction is dedicated to more than just personal reward, but rather it's for your heroes, your fighters, to make their dreams into reality. They will rise up from the ashes and fly with fire to show that they are more than the labels from all who would dare put them down."

Looking around the entire arena and at the cameras, she would shout out, "Now I have a message for all you fighters out there: Are you sick and tired of being called jobber simply because you're looked down as weak and this federation simply pays you to brand that label on your head?! Are you feeling pressured of feeling the weight of what others expect of you in this federation that is against your dreams of who you want to become?! Well, we will help you tear out those labels from you and lift that heavy weight off your shoulders, so you can become the people's champion. No longer the loser, no longer the jobber, no longer the punching bag; it's time for the world to see the next legends in this very ring!"