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Peyton Royce is the least of my wories, at this very moment. I've defeated legends over the course of my long career, and I will surely do the same to this self-indulgent entitled little snit. I plan on teaching her a lesson in respect, since she seems to be lacking it. There is a reason why I have held onto this championship for an extensive amount of time, and the other titleholders haven't. Travis Banks? I've seen him walk out victorious, but also as a loser; same goes for Paige, or Charlotte - hell, even LeRae. But me?" A dark chuckle escaped her mouth once more, showing how truly amused she was by her own words. "I've suffered (ONE!) loss, ever since my debut in this company. Where, dare I mention, I defeated your beloved face of the company, Candice LeRae. In a moment of weakness, I managed to get defeated by Kairi Hojo, but despite that, I must ask; have you seen her around lately?" 'Hendrix kept that amused look wiped across her face, as she looked around her, as if she was searching for Kairi. "I promised you all, that once I'd end her inside of the ring, I'd completely (BREAK!) her, and well, as you all know, I always keep my promises." Smelling that rose one more time, focusing her entire attention on the delicate flower and its petals; eventually having her beloved belt placed upon her shoulder. "I'd rather die, than allow that.. thing, to take what I rightfully deserve, away from me. She may be this company's Venus Flytrap, and a former Shimmer Women's Champion; but I am the Poison Ivy, which means that her poisonous ways could never even come close to comparing to mine. I am (NOT!) a human being, nor a machine, nor do I pretend to be any of that sort. I was built from scratch; no soul, no heart, no weakness - no nothing. I have felt heartburn, once. When this Heart of Shimmer Women's title was (STOLEN!) away from me by this nobody who pranced around, acting as if she was a fuckin' pirate, and I have to admit, I didn't like the feeling. I'm most certainly not looking forward to reliving it.
Listen, Little Miss Sunshine; I know how much you crave to own what I currently possess, but I hate to disappoint - it's certainly (NOT!) going to happen. I will not give this championship up; hell, you're going to have to cut off my own fuckin' hand to take it away from me. So you may know my name, but you'll never know my game. I won't hesitate to turn you into my little puppet, and as a matter of fact, that's my intention. I've beaten Sasha Banks, Kairi Hojo, and even Candice LeRae; you.. you're not worth it. Not worth the hype whatsoever. I promise you, that I will walk in with this title wrapped around my waist, and I will walk out exactly the same way. 'Cause that's, what legends do, and I will not stop until I go down in history."