-Things have not exactly been going Taylor Wilde's way as of late. Not only did she lose her Sky High Title, something very important to her, but her idol Trish Stratus also turned on her at a pivotal moment during the Survivor Series. But a little sunshine was forming through those dark clouds. Not only was she going to be granted a rematch against Shelly Martinez but her team mates had promised her a surprise. We find the blond in her locker room with a pink blindfold around her eyes, sort of bouncing in place in excitement. She heard the door creaking open along with the sound of something being drug along-
Taylor Wilde: Can I look yet?
Portia Perez: (straining) Not yet.
-Taylor's surprise was positioned in front of her by Rayna and Portia but kept out of the camera's line of vision.-
Portia Perez: Alright. You can look now.
-Taylor giddily removes her blindfold and looks about, not seeing anything. That is until she looks down. In front of her is an old, rickety, black casket. Clearly alarmed, she yelps and takes a step backwards-
Taylor Wilde: I thought you said it was a surprise!
Rayna Von Tosh: We didn't say it was a good surprise.
Taylor Wilde: A-A-Am I going to die?
Rayna Von Tosh: No, Taylor. Your match with Shelly Martinez is going to be a casket match.
-Taylor could feel her heart drop as her eyes widened and she began to shake her head back and forth-
Taylor Wilde: I-I don't want to do this....
Portia Perez: Don't you want your title back? Don't you want revenge?!
Taylor Wilde: I-I do! But not if it means I might end up in one of those!
Rayna Von Tosh: This is going to be your future if you don't figure something out. You've never beaten her before and at this rate you never will.
Portia Perez: You need to take a good look at this!
-Portia and Rayna inch behind Taylor and began to push her closer towards the ominous casket. Taylor, of course, completely freaks out and dives behind a couch in terror, sucking her thumb. Her partners look on in confusion-
Portia Perez: Well, THAT worked really well.
Rayna Von Tosh: I had assumed that this might help her face her fears. Perhaps we were a bit abrupt about this whole thing.
Portia Perez: Get out here and quit crying you big fricken baby!
-Taylor only makes a whimpering, squeaking sound-
Rayna Von Tosh: OK our original idea didn't work nor will screaming at her.
-The pair climb onto the couch, on their knee's and peering down at the shaken up former champion-
Rayna Von Tosh: Taylor. This is your reality. We didn't make this match but-
Taylor Wilde: I don't want to do this! Not a casket match! Their dark and scary! And Shelley is so EVIL! She's so evil I even wrote a song about her!
Portia Perez: Please don't start sin-
Taylor Wilde: She's an evil ENCHANTRESS! She does evil DANCES! If look deep into her eyes she'll leave you in TRANCES! Then what would she DO? She'll put you in an evil BREW! And gobble you up in a big tasty STEW! Soooo....WATCH OUT!
-Taylor springs to her feet with her arms over her head in a menacing manner, breathing heavily. Rayna and Portia merely stare at her in disbelief.-
Portia Perez: Wow.
Rayna Von Tosh: Catchy.
Taylor Wilde: It's a work in progress. But what am I supposed to do?! She used to be a vampire! She probably slept in coffins all the time! She has the advantage.
Rayna Von Tosh: Listen. I think we were on to something with wanting to make you face your fears.
Portia Perez: I know a place we can take you that will help with all of this and get you your confidence back. But you've got to be completely prepared. Got it?
-Taylor looks rather hesitant with this proposition. But after giving it some thought she responses with a slow but determined nod.-
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-The scene has changed to show a car pulling up in front of a cemetery. And what is the luck that it's a rainy and windy night? The old gates swing back and forth and blades of grass are pushed about. Rayna, the driver places the car into park and Taylor, who is alone in the back seat, stares at the sight that looks like it came right out of a horror movie.-
Taylor Wilde: B-But, she's not pretending to be a vampire anymore. How is this going to help?
Rayna Von Tosh: This isn't about her identity crisis. The motif is going to help with your fear of caskets.
-Portia pulls the hood of her green sweatshirt over her head and steps out of the car. Taylor, in a light blue hoodie with floppy black dog ears attached to it, slowly follows behind her. They both pause and look back at Rayna who has remained in the car.-
Portia Perez: You coming?
Rayna Von Tosh: I would but....the rain....the wind....my hair....
Portia Perez: Oh, [BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP]
-Cursing up a storm, Portia makes her way up the muddy hill of the cemetery with Taylor trailing along. Taylor looks about at all the graves surrounding her with her hands folded underneath of her chin. A loud crash of thunder and the lightning the fills the sky causes her to release a shriek. Portia glares back over her shoulder at the blond.-
Portia Perez: Shockingly, that isn't helping with your progress.
Taylor Wilde: S-S-Sorry. I'll try harder.
-The pair reach the top of the hill where they can get a good look at the creepy atmosphere surrounding them. As rain runs down the headstones Taylor takes a deep gulp.-
Portia Perez: Alright, I'm going to tell you something. And if you scream I'm going to deck you. Right now, at this very moment, you are standing on dead people.
-Taylor bites down on her bottom lip and pulls her hood tighter over her head-
Portia Perez: And look. Nothing's happened. Nothings came out of the ground to grab you. No zombies, no demons, no nothing. You're standing in the middle of cemetery and you're just fine.
-Taylor slowly seems to grow less tense, letting go of her hood as she glances up at the dark sky.-
Portia Perez: Caskets are for dead people. Dark, nothingness. Living people don't go into caskets. CHAMPIONS don't end up in caskets.
Taylor Wilde: Y-Yeah. You're right.
Portia Perez: Of course I'm right! Are you going to let some lame ass wannabe stuff you into one of those things?!
Taylor Wilde: N-NO!
Portia Perez: Are you going to let her beat you again?
Taylor Wilde: NO!
Portia Perez: What are you going to do?!
Taylor Wilde: DROPKICK THAT BITCH IN THE FACE!
-Taylor stops slouching as her hands curl up into a pair of tight fists. She looks far more confident than she did when this match concept was originally told to her-
Portia Perez: Good! N-
Taylor Wilde: Thank you.
-Portia is interrupted as Taylor unexpectedly hugs her. Her eye gives a few noticeable twitches and her fingers tense, as if she wants to tear Taylor's eyes out. But eventually she rolls her eyes and sighs and returns the hug, giving the challengers back a few soft pats-
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-The next scene seemed to take place shortly following Taylor's trip to the graveyard. She sat alone backstage at the Ford Center in Oklahoma in the same clothes she wore earlier and he wet, mattered hair hanging downwards. She removed her damp hoody and placed it aside as the camera revealed that Todd Grisham was standing beside her-
Todd Grisham: In what has to be a rarity, Taylor Wilde will challenge Shelly Martinez this Sunday tonight at Christmas Eve of Destruction for the Sky High Championship.
-Todd gave Taylor's disheveled appearance a quick look over-
Todd Grisham: Has the stress of a match like this gotten to you?
Taylor Wilde: Nope. I'm just peachy keen. I just had to get myself in the right mind-set.
Todd Grisham: Fair enough. You've had some battles with Shelley in the past but you haven't been able to defeat her as of yet. What are you planning on doing differently tonight?
Taylor Wilde: I have a lot of motivation, Todd. It's no secret that Shelley and I don't like each other. But do you know how I want to spend my Christmas and New Years? With my title back around my waist and the weight of never having beaten her off of my shoulders. Coupled with the fact that there is NO WAY I'm getting stuffed into a casket. Do you know how humiliating that would be? Losing a match this, in that manner, proves that your opponent has complete dominance over you. Well, my issue with Shelly ends tonight and it's ending with her getting thrown into that dark, unforgiving casket.
Todd Grisham: You've had some set backs but you seem poised to bounce back tonight.
Taylor Wilde: This isn't the first time I've had set-backs and it won't be the last. I'm proving tonight that even though Taylor Wilde is entertaining and happy, that I am not going to be pushed around. Not by Trish Stratus, not by Shelly, not anyone. Remember when I called her a phony? It must have struck a chord with her since she's not having pretend time anymore and is trying to be herself. But the thing is, I've always been myself. I never had to pretend to be something that I'm not. And after tonight, maybe Shelly can go back to her fun little pretend world and make believe that she's still a champion.
Todd Grisham: Jimmy Jacobs and Tyler Black are also holding gold at the moment and they are becoming quite a dominant group here.
Taylor Wilde: Sure, sure, sure but guess what? They aren't unstoppable. In fact, if I remember correctly, didn't Shelly get pinned by Torrie Wilson just a week ago? And if Trish Stratus hadn't got into my head at Survivor Series, I would have pinned her then too. But this time there isn't anyone involved. No distractions. No teams, no Trish, just me and her. Oh and Mr. Casket which Shelly is going to get very acquainted with very soon. She may have beaten me before but she can't beat my spirit. I've dusted myself off each and every time. She can't get rid of me! But it absolutely ends tonight between us. I took out Allison Wonderland at the Survivor Series and now it's her turn. I know exactly what she's capable of, what she can do and how to defend against it. She's not going to have a very good night. In fact, I hope she's in for a Wilde Ride!
Todd Grisham: ....Huh?
Taylor Wilde: It was supposed to be a catch phrase! That wasn't very good, was it? Guh. I'll never say that again. But look! Shelly and her dopey little group have tried to hurt me and have tried to hurt my friends. I'm not letting that happen ever again. She's going kicking and screaming into that casket and if the world is lucky they will never let her out.
Todd Grisham: And if you prove successful tonight?
Taylor Wilde: I'm going after Trish. And I hope she watches very closely to what I do to Shelly. Because as much as much pain and suffering I'm going to inflict on our former Bat-Girl? It's nothing compared to what I'm going to do Miss Stratus. I'm all about heart and happiness and when someone plays with my emotions, I don't take that very lightly. But first things first. Title. Skank-face. Then Trish. ....Did I just call her skank-face? I don't like feeling like this! But I really don't like her at all! She's gotten on my bad side and she's going down. I'm going to have the best Christmas EVER!
Todd Grisham: Good luck to you in what is sure to be a physical and grueling contest!
Taylor Wilde: Physical and grueling for her maybe!
-The last image we see is of Taylor pounding a fist into her open palm, anxiously awaiting her upcoming confrontation.