My Legacy

A New Beginning
Hollywood, California

Hollywood California was definitely the city of new beginnings and different opportunities. It is the one place where many had often traveled in order to get a fast track to superstardom but for so many others it was the land where their dreams would quickly die out, and would be far removed from what they had envisioned. For one 19 year old it was about proving herself to the world, and she only had one thing on her mind. Emily Williams wanted to be the best wrestler in the world and she would stop at nothing to get it. Our journey brings us to an over the top gym. It was owned by Crystal Zdunich and everything about the place seemed to be extravagant and over the top. Rose designs were plastered all over the wall as it seemed to make this gym more of a publicity stunt than an actual training facility. In the heart of the gym we could see a petite blue haired vixen lifting weights. That woman was none other than Emily Williams. She lifted a weight as high as she could before dropping it to the ground. She wiped sweat off of her forehead as an older woman walked over to her.

“That was impressive… How much are you lifting?!”

The woman in question is Emily’s mother Jennifer Williams. She crossed her arms as the pintsized powerhouse replied back to her.

“270 pounds…”

Jennifer’s eyes open wide up in amazement as she shakes her head.

“That’s double your weight! That’s impressive. You have been making some serious gains in this gym. If I didn’t know any better I would say that you are definitely ready to make the jump into wrestling. I know your first match in PWE really didn’t go the way you had envisioned it but that doesn’t mean you can’t shake it off and really focus on your next one. Just take things slow and you will take down whatever is in your way…”

Emily nodded her head in return before she sighed in return. She turns her attention to her mother before shrugging her shoulders at her.

“Mom I really appreciate the vote of confidence. I love the way that you are pouring into me but I do have a question. Why are we even training here?! Everything just seems to be so flashy and you know that’s not me. I know that it’s Aunt Crystal’s style and definitely Uncle Todd’s but I rather be in a rundown gym busting my ass for what I want. This just seems to be really out there for me…”

Jennifer nods her head just looking at her daughter.

“I know but you know how your family can be. Besides this isn’t about them, this is more so about you and establishing your own identity. You are only 19 years old and you have room for a lot of growth. I know you already had one set back in this business but that doesn’t mean you have to be defined by it. This is your chance to really branch out on your own, and to showcase who exactly Emily is…”

Emily smirks before she looks at her mother.

“Yeah… I am your daughter. The one nobody really knew about. I am a woman who is made up of Hilton and Williams blood. I don’t know if that is something to really be proud of especially with the way that everybody seems to throw the names under the mud…It just seems like I am going to have my work cut out for me…”

Jenny smirks as she speaks some more.

“It might be under the mud but all of those negative feelings about the name weren’t because of you. They were already set in stone so you walked into that mess. However this could your chance to change the narrative. This is your opportunity to force people to take it seriously. I know I could have been a much better mother. My biggest mistake is hiding you from Crystal. She was busy while she was in wrestling school and I couldn’t break it to her that I slept with her brother and got pregnant…”

Emily shakes her head.

“Well considering she got pregnant by your brother I would have said it’s a fair trade. You shouldn’t have let her have that much control over you. It just seems like she has always controlled and manipulated everybody in her life. The world shouldn’t revolve around one person. That’s unfair… It’s also unfair that you basically had to hide me by having grandpa and grandma raised me…”

Jennifer looks away as she can’t even look at her daughter.

“I… I know Emily and I am so sorry that was the case. I wish I could have been a better mother and could have had a bigger influence in your life…”

Emily however grabs her mother’s hand as she slowly gazes into her eyes.

“Mom… You don’t have to be sorry for anything. I am more than over it and as far as I am concerned that is all in the past. The only thing that matters is where we are right now. The way I see it I have a huge opportunity in front of me. I have the chance to really show the world what I am about and I can do so against some very tough competition. You may not have been there but the past is the past right?! It shapes us to who we are now, and right now I have the chance to do something big in my career…”

Jennifer slowly looks back at the eyes of her daughter as she embraces her into a tight hug.

“That’s right… You have the ability to create your own identity, and your own legacy. As long as you focus on what you need to do I know for a fact that nothing can stop you… Just keep doing what you are doing and everything else will be history…”

Emily laughs as she winks at her mother.

“You don’t have to worry about that… I fully intend to do so or I will give everything I have in trying to do so. PWE is going to know that Emily Williams is the future and I will take over the wrestling world by destroying everyone one bitch at a time…”

With that Jennifer just keeps her eyes locked on Emily as she hugs her daughter tightly. Emily smiles as she goes back to doing more lifting.











Pint Size Power Time


The camera opens up on the sight of Emily Williams. She is lifting weights as we zoom in on her face. She cracks a very wicked grin as she begins to speak.

“You all are in for a really special treat because tonight mark’s the very first time that all of you will hear me speak. Now I know it must be up in the air on who the hell is this blue haired bitch that is on your television but let me introduce myself to you all. My name is Emily Williams. I am a second generation superstar. I am the daughter of multi time World Champion Jennifer Williams and the niece of Crystal Hilton. I have both Hilton and Williams blood running through me, and that was made possible when my mother decided to fuck Crystal’s brother, and I was the end result…

Now I can sit here and go through the entire family tree as much as my Aunt could probably bore you to death by going through all of her last names and her choice of hair dye. I rather not bore you with trivial shit. Instead I rather focus on the facts and the truth is you all are going to witness greatness as soon as I step into that ring. This will only be my second showing this season and my first was in the Impulse match.”

Emily grins as she continues to speak.

“It was a great match that showcased a lot of different talents but I will be honest and say that I didn’t do anything to show out, and I am okay with that. I haven’t been booked but when I go into that ring and face Angel you are going to see why it was a mistake to leave me off the card. Everybody should respect that I am unique. On paper I know there are immediately frowns when seeing my last name but I assure you I am not like my family. For starters all of them are a bunch of spot monkeys who rather jump off of something for a cheap pop… That’s not me… I am the Bitch that will wear anybody down and I thrive on being the strongest woman in the ring.

Standing at 5’2 and 135 pounds I am the pint sized powerhouse at her finest. I am able to lift anything and anybody. I don’t give a shit on the size of my opposition. I will find a way to cut them down to size and make them my Bitch. The first one to step up into that role happens to be Angel. Angel competed in the same first match that I did but she wasn’t able to pull out a win. She could have let it got to her but instead she didn’t. She has started to find her groove throughout these last couple of shows. She has managed to string some wins together and she is highly motivated…”

Emily claps her hands as she shakes her head in utter disgust.

“Congratulations… You managed to do something good. You started to become relevant. Angel is a woman who has five inches on me and has fifteen pounds on me. I love that… Because it is just fueling me onward to really take you down a peg. I don’t give a damn if you were mentored by somebody evil. That’s irrelevant because I know who I am and what I am about. I want this Angel. Wrestling is in my blood and I have a name to live up too. Whether you hate or not I don’t give a damn but there is something about being a second generation star that makes me want to fight even harder…

I have to be better… I have to at least show the world that I am not my mother’s shadow. I live to surpass her and to bring credibility to my name. This week I have the power to do that. It starts with you and it continues week after week. I will see you soon Angel but this week Emily will rain on your parade, and I won’t rest until I start building up my legacy starting with you… See you soon Bitch….”

With that being said Emily cracks a grin as she pie faces the camera as we go elsewhere.