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The Light in the Darkness vs. Chris Cannon & Syren - Konrad Raab - 07-14-2025 4 RP Limit for tag 3500 Word Limit Per RP Deadline: 11:59:59 pm ET FRIDAY, July 18, 2025 (Show will still take place on Thursday) RE: The Light in the Darkness vs. Chris Cannon & Syren - Syren - 07-17-2025 Not sure if my Jonny is going to be able to RP for the match or not, but we wanted to do a "summit" between both sides of this new alliance - Ravyn/Lexy and Ivy/Chris - and so I present that to you now. Depending on when you read this, you might need to refresh to make the images load. My server is being screwy. Text loads just fine every time, but the images sometimes decide not to. Enjoy. The Syren Song: Verse 403 "A chair with a bow on it, like a welcome gift" RE: The Light in the Darkness vs. Chris Cannon & Syren - Wisteria Waltz - 07-17-2025 The closer they got to Rise to Greatness, the more pressure they felt. Despite having been through this for two years already, Luz and Amelia couldn't help but feel the heat the closer they got to the biggest spotlight they've ever stood under, their nerves igniting beneath their skin as the desire to put on their best performance yet and keep building on their own legacies with all eyes on them threatening to overwhelm and swallow them whole. It was moments like this where they were grateful that their connection to one another didn't start and end with the wrestling ring. Despite the shared desire to be known for what they, themselves, could do and not simply as the latest link in the chains of their respective family lineages, they had been doing this long enough to know that, without each other, they would have crumbled and been consumed long before now. SCW may not have ever been a possibility, and even if it had still been on the table in that timeline, the Luz and Amelia who would've stepped through its doors may have likely been shells of both their former selves and the women they truly wanted to be. Amelia wanted to vomit at the idea of being nothing more than her parents' 'perfect prodigy,' the latest and greatest piece of the Blythe legacy who wrestled with such cold efficiency you would question if she was even human, or if she loved the sport of wrestling at all. Opinions would be irrelevant because no one could outwrestle her, she would be unstoppable because it was the very least of what was expected of her, and no one would ever question the fact that the Blythes were the greatest wrestling family, bar none... no matter how much Amelia would have to hide the cracks it left upon her. Luz was of two minds as to how she would turn out in that scenario, and both cut through her in ways she couldn't even describe. Either she would've faltered under the expectation of being anywhere close to the level of her father and gotten seriously hurt or given up and admitted that she just wasn't good enough, or she would have lost herself and shed her own identity, becoming the carbon copy of her father that fans so desperately wanted her to be, even knowing that it's never what El Espíritu Angélico would have wanted for his daughter. They hadn't really considered the idea of 'soulmates' at any point in all the years they'd known each other, but it was hard to argue that fate seemed to realize exactly what would happen to them without a supportive figure in their lives and brought them together to be that emotional anchor for each other. As time passed and their bond deepened, they slowly grew into the best versions of themselves, and that went a long way in opening doors and rebuilding bridges that likely wouldn't have existed without the other's positive presence in their lives. Destroyed friendships had been rebuilt, new friendships had been created, old family bonds had been reforged, and through it all, the two young women were happy, healthy, and above all else... themselves. They loved wrestling with all their hearts, they competed for themselves and each other because it's what they wanted to do, and while they were both far from perfect, together they had learned the value of seeing the beauty in the broken glass. Maybe that made them different in this landscape... maybe that made them too nice, or too trusting despite over half a decade of experience at this point, but being themselves was the sword they were both willing to fall on if it came down to it. Those were the thoughts that the couple had immersed themselves in after leaving Miami and putting the previous Breakdown in the rear view mirror, spurred on by Amelia's post-match chat with Chris Cannon as her match with him was now set in stone for Rise to Greatness. Her win over Gavin had helped a lot in fortifying her self-confidence, especially after Gavin had given her the kind of fight that showed flashes of the All-Star he wanted to be. Chris had made it clear that while he did respect Amelia, he also saw her as both an obstacle in his own path and someone 'not worthy' of being in that position, igniting the fire that gave her a reason to walk into Rise to Greatness and not just put on the match of her life, but also to try and win to knock Chris's growing ego down a few pegs and prove that she as more worthy than he wanted to give her credit for. Luz had actually been surprisingly content with not doing much for the last Breakdown beyond supporting her wife and being ready to jump in should Chris have tried anything beyond revealing his true colors. True, none of it had anything to do with her own Rise to Greatness plans, but as much as part of her hated to admit it, the break had been necessary considering how hard she'd been pushing herself lately and the frustration of Jordan's desperation to gain any sort of edge that she could heading into the U.S. Title unification fourway. She was arguably the only opponent in that match that Jordan hadn't tried anything with yet, and while she could only speculate as to why considering Luz had even been the first one to step up to her when she began this whole stunt months ago, that didn't mean she could let her guard down. There was one final Breakdown before Rise to Greatness would be upon them, and Seattle would be the site of The Light In The Darkness reuniting for their first proper tag team match since their failed bid to recapture the World Tag Team Titles from the Fall of Man inside of a steel cage... a thought that helped keep them grounded amidst the increasing pressure of what awaited them. The thought of teaming together again before they had their own matches at Rise to Greatness, not the reminder of their defeat that night. Odds were pretty good they'd both thought that exact same thing as it was the only thing that could explain their sudden outburst of laughter, followed by locking eyes with one another and then laughing a bit more, keeping the air between them on the lighter side even as they focused on the tasks at hand. Yeah, it drew some confused looks from their friends, but they chalked it up to one of those things that was just part of the connection the two women had developed with one another and weren't going to press further so long as they were happy. “So...” Gage said after a moment of hesitation. “I really don't want to be 'that guy' but... what are the odds this match actually goes off without a hitch?” Luz and Amelia gently set down the weights they'd been doing curls with in the gym before glancing over at their friend, who held up his hands almost like he was trying to take the question back despite his voice failing him now. Even Ivy raised an eyebrow to him after Henry helped her rack the weight she'd just been bench pressing. “OK, I know that I'm still getting the hang of this whole 'social interaction' thing after spending so long being molded entirely by my uncle,” Henry admitted, “but even I'm pretty sure that's one of those things that's probably best left unspoken.” “Sorry,” Gage admitted. “It's just... Luz and Amelia facing Chris Cannon and Syren right before Rise to Greatness? Ignoring the early Amelia/Cannon preview the fans are getting, between Luz being the only person in the U.S. Title match competing on this week's Breakdown and the whole Strader clan still wanting Syren's head on a pike, I can't be the only one with that 'fan intuition' of something just waiting to happen... am I?” “You're... not wrong,” Amelia admitted sheepishly. “This is one of those matches that's almost begging for chaos even if we try to ask that it wait until after the bell, and I hate it.” “At least it's even with Syren and I both having to watch over our shoulders for whoever's probably- no, definitely coming for us?” Luz admitted, her voice inflecting in a way that made it clear she wasn't entirely sold on what she was even saying. “I don't know how much that thought really helps, querida,” Amelia admitted as she stood up and stretched her back before helping Luz to her feet. “My dad would consider something like this a 'trap match' where the more I tip my hand, especially sharing the ring with Chris, the more information he has to prepare with for our one-on-one at Rise to Greatness. If last week proved anything, it's that while he respects me, he's wouldn't be above gaining any information that could give him the upper hand over me when it's going to count the most.” “That's not even getting into the thought of you two needing this win as a team more than they do,” Ivy added as she sat up on the bench she'd been laying on. “I doubt Chris and Syren would team together regularly after this, but you guys? A win here doesn't just mean momentum going into Rise to Greatness, it could mean the first step back towards another Tag Title reign.” “Not going to lie, earning those titles back one more time would be pretty nice even despite our recent singles endeavors,” Luz chuckled. “Especially since we know, deep down, that we can beat the Fall of Man and probably could've had them in that cage if Xander hadn't gone all martyr mode.” “That's all a bridge we can cross later, but Ivy's right,” Amelia stated. “It's going to take a bit of careful planning, but I think we can pull this off and make the most of what this match has to offer us, Lulu... hopefully before everything breaks down.” “Fingers crossed,” Luz said, actually crossing her fingers as proof. This drew a bit of a laugh from everyone, and Luz had to admit that it felt good to have this peaceful moment. Though, she couldn't ignore the lingering sense of dread that seemed insistent on settling in the back of her mind... a dread that had nothing to do with SCW, but more to do with their other problem. As nice as the peace was, The Empire had been far too quiet for her liking lately. Aside from Vladimir calling Amelia before last week's Breakdown, trying to glean any sort of information from her about The Empire's problematic splinter cell, those still loyal to Caleb had been disturbingly quiet ever since those listening more to Stephen Crane had started going on an offensive that even he opposed. Speaking of Stephen and his splinter cell, they had also been eerily silent since the attempt on Amelia's life almost a month ago now, having essentially left their assassin to rot in prison and with no hint as to whether or not they were aware Luz, Amelia and their found family now had a name and a face for their mysterious puppet master. It would be one thing if they had made some sort of attempt only to be thwarted by the extra security the NCA had been willing to effectively provide them, but not even that was the case. Luz and Amelia were choosing not to count the endless barrage of texts from the latter's parents, as that was just typical petty behavior from Aleister and Ophelia at this point, somehow still believing their negative and disapproving words would be enough to break their daughter enough to just fall back in line. Before Luz could devote any further thought to it, Amelia's phone began ringing. Fishing it out of her bag, Amelia's immediately gained a look of disgust as she saw it was one of those burner accounts the Empire elites had become way too fond of using, making an attempt to video call her. “If this is who I think it is, then I don't even know why they'd bother,” Amelia huffed before declining the call. Unsurprisingly, another attempt was made within seconds of her declining. As she moved to decline once more and just turn her phone off to avoid dealing with this altogether, Luz's phone suddenly buzzed. Retrieving it, she saw a text message from another burner number... though she didn't quite know what to make of it. “'You might want to tell Amelia to accept the next video call if you're smart'?” she read aloud, drawing confused and concerned looks from the others. They all gathered around her to verify, and sure enough, what she'd read was accurate. That's when a third attempt was made at the video call, and after everyone exchanged glances, Amelia sighed and braced herself as she finally accepted it. The sight of her parents grinning like they were clearly up to something almost didn't surprise her at this point. “About time you answered,” Ophelia said dismissively. “With all due respect, Amelia, your father and I taught you better manners than that.” “You both also abused me and dangled the prospect of your affection over my head like a trophy I was never meant to earn,” Amelia replied, not even bothering to hide the venom in her voice anymore. “Again with the 'abuse' nonsense,” Ophelia scoffed. “You really need to stop listening to that filthy rat stealing what should rightfully be yours.” “Hey!” Luz chimed in, leaning against her wife to make sure her mother-in-law could see the disgust even behind her mask. “This 'rat' has earned her opportunities fair and square, just as Ames has, so maybe try showing some respect and you'll get it in return! I wouldn't think it'd be that hard for you to understand money can't buy you everything.” “This is a family matter,” Aleister suddenly stated, his voice cold and dismissive in a way that made Amelia's blood boil. “Kindly shut your mouth and stay out of this.” “My wife is very much family and therefore allowed to be a part of me telling you both, for the last time, to leave me alone!” Amelia growled. “I thought I made it perfectly clear in the courtroom last year that I wanted nothing to do with either of you anymore and you both were better off rotting in prison for everything you've ever done to me, Ed and Em, Luz, Ivy, and anyone else you've ever crossed paths with you always believed was 'beneath you.'” “Ugh, you're still acting like an unreasonable brat,” Ophelia slowly shook her head in disappointment, unfazed by her daughter's words. “Is it any wonder why Aleister and I are ready to just move on and start over with our hopes for a true family legacy, untainted by all this nonsense about 'loving someone of the same gender' or thinking you know better than the man and woman who you should thank for bringing you into this world in the first place.” Luz and Amelia both rolled their eyes at the blatant attempt by Amelia's parents to try and force their beliefs down the young couple's throats. Ivy could be heard audibly gagging, and even Gage and Henry were just shaking their heads at this point. “Of course...” Aleister spoke again as he glanced at something outside of the view from their end. “If Ophelia and I are going to start anew, then we can't exactly leave behind the tainted, rotten fragments of the legacy we've tried to build up until this point, now can we?” It was at this point that Ophelia turned her phone to where Aleister had been looking, and Luz and Amelia audibly gasped at what they saw. Edward and Emily, Amelia's older twin siblings, had returned to England within the past week to fulfill some wrestling obligations they'd been booked for, and some of the NCA agents had accompanied them back to form a second security unit in case any form of The Empire tried anything. The fact that the twins were both bound and gagged together in back-to-back chairs, looking understandably scared for their lives as red-cloaked members of The Empire's splinter cell had them at gunpoint, raised so many alarms about how they had managed to get through the NCA. “Ed! Em!” Amelia cried. “Let them go!” “Now why would we do that?” Aleister slowly chuckled. “They were already a wrench in our plans when they were born as twins... it's why we tried again for you, dear. Their rebellious prankster nature only cemented their fate. That said... as tempting as it would be to do away with them right here and now... we know that won't get you to cooperate.” “And Luz?” Ophelia added, grinning like a cheshire cat. “You might want to check your phone again.” No sooner had Ophelia said those words, Luz's phone buzzed again with another text message. Opening it up, Luz nearly dropped her phone at the sight that greeted her eyes. From the same burner number that had insisted, through her, on Amelia taking this video call from her parents, a picture had been texted, revealing Camila and Valentina, Luz's mom and sister, also bound and gagged just like Edward and Emily were. The background of the picture gave the implication that they weren't being kept in the same place as Amelia's siblings, though, at least as far as she could tell. Camila and Valentina were also being held at gunpoint by Empire splinter cell members, and a second text soon followed: They're safe... for now. If you'd like for that to remain the case, you'll meet me in Houston, alone. I'll text you the location prior to your precious Rise to Greatness, but I wouldn't worry about that show if I were you. “V? Mom!?” Luz cried in disbelief and anguish, drawing everyone's attention. Ivy and Gage almost immediately moved to hold her, while Amelia turned her glare back to the video call with her parents, more furious than anyone had ever seen her. “What did you do with them!?” she yelled. “I swear to the God that you think condones anything you two have ever done, if you take the only family Luz has left away from her...” “Oh, that one isn't our doing, dear,” Ophelia practically chucked as she talked, only infuriating her daughter even more. “That is the work of a dear friend of ours... someone who helped us realize that, for as good as he's been to us over the years, Caleb has started to let his vision for the world be muddied by your continued existence as sinners he feels obligated to save.” Luz let out a sound that made it clear she was about to say Stephen Crane's name, but Henry quickly interrupted by patting her on the back as a cover to he could hold a finger to his lips, and Luz subtly nodded at the indication to keep from revealing that they knew the true mastermind behind the splinter cell, in case they still had that element of surprise. “Our friend has the right idea, so we're going to follow his lead if he texted your harlot what I'm certain he did,” Aleister told Amelia, maintaining an air of cold indifference as he moved to block Ed and Em from view. “If you want to make sure your siblings will be alright, Amelia, then you'll meet with us for a little family discussion once you get to Houston for SCW's big show. We'll text you the details then, but if I may make a suggestion? You may want to enjoy teaming with her on this Breakdown... because it will be the last time you'll do so and embarrass our family name in the process.” Before Amelia could even respond, Ophelia ended the video call, and it took every last ounce of willpower for her to keep from just hurling her phone into the nearest wall of the gym. She made an attempt to call back, but got a notification that she'd been blocked. Before she could get too worked up over it, Luz had pulled free of the others and thrown herself at her wife into a hug, and Amelia's arms instinctively wrapped around Luz's waist as the two rested their foreheads against one another, not caring that they were shaking from fear and anger and tears were beginning to fall from their eyes. They barely even registered that Henry, Gage and Ivy had joined them for a group hug, trying to help stabilize both girls before they lost it. There was a painfully good reason this splinter cell of The Empire had been quiet, as they sought to divide and conquer to end the 'threat' of The Light In The Darkness once and for all. If anything, it made Luz and Amelia dread the fact that Rise to Greatness was almost upon them a little more now. RE: The Light in the Darkness vs. Chris Cannon & Syren - Wisteria Waltz - 07-18-2025 A familiar sight is what greets us, and while it may be a cliché at this point, it's hard to argue with the view. With Breakdown emanating from Seattle, Washington this week as SCW's final stop before Rise to Greatness, it's hard to argue with finding ourselves in the observation deck atop the infamous Space Needle, overlooking the whole city and making us feel like we're on top of the world. And yet, when it comes to The Light In The Darkness, it almost seems like they feel anything but, at least as far as what we can see. Instead of standing proudly against the backdrop of the Seattle skyline, instead we find Amelia Nevado and La Pequeña Luz both sitting on the glass floor, looking down at the view of the city directly beneath them as they seem to be quietly discussing something in Spanish, their voices low as if meant to be a private conversation. Whatever they're talking about, it doesn't give off the vibe of two women with momentum on their side about to head into the respective challenges that await them at SCW's biggest show of the year. Even when they look up and finally notice us, they take a few deep breaths and try to ground themselves, but the focus and determination we've come to expect from the couple doesn't seem fully present for some reason. Regardless, it doesn't stop them from proceeding anyway. “May 1, 2025... many of you remember that as the night where you all voted that a Steel Cage Match was the perfect stage for Luz and I to try and reclaim the World Tag Team Titles from the Fall of Man. On that night, we unfortunately failed. If it had simply been because we weren't good enough to get the titles back, that would've been one thing and given us some insight into how we could improve so that the next time, we'd be ready to make it happen. But as it stands, most people remember that as the night we fell short because the hatred and rage from others directed towards the group prevented us from getting vengeance in our own way. Something that has flown a little under the radar about that date, however, is that was the last tag team match that The Light In The Darkness has wrestled together prior to this Thursday night. Not because the Fall of Man 'succeeded' at anything they claimed they would do to us, but because Luz and I have simply shifted gears to other endeavors as proof that William Heaven and those that choose to follow him do not dictate who we are or how our careers will play out.” “Maybe there's some of you out there who see that as a sign that Amelia and I might be rusty at this whole tag team thing, or want to believe it's proof that we never cared as much about SCW's tag team division like we always said we did. All of that couldn't be further from the truth... but we know how badly so many people like believing they control the narrative and their word is law in this day and age. Consider this: my wife and I have been World Tag Team Champions three times in the span of a little over one full calendar year, and in that time, every team that came after us stepped up to bat and proved that they not only belonged in the discussion of whether or not they could be champions, but competition was thriving even when we weren't directly a part of it, all because we were the inevitable endgame everybody was chasing. Yeah, Ames and I are focusing on solo endeavors for the moment, ultimately picking up where those stories left off around the time of Apocalypse last year when she was competing in the finals of the Trios Tournament and I earned a shot at the United States Championship in the meantime... but we know each other inside and out by now, we wrestle to help encourage and inspire one another as well as everyone around us, and that means our solo efforts are ultimately going to go a long way towards making us an even better tag team.” “Yeah, maybe it's been almost two months since we last teamed together... but once that bell rings come Thursday night at the Climate Pledge Arena, would you really be able to tell it's been that long?” “I doubt it, especially when at least one of our opponents come Breakdown is all too familiar with being in that position, and we have firsthand experience to prove it.” Despite something still feeling a little off, it's getting harder to notice the more Amelia and Luz seem to find their usual rhythm. They take each other's hand, their fingers threading together seamlessly, as they slowly stand up, subtly helping one another a little bit to finally stand against that iconic Space Needle view, familiar smiles slowly beginning to form on their lips at long last. “We're sure you remember that night Syren. Under Attack 2023, the night where you and Ravyn Taylor defended those World Tag Team Titles against Luz and I, and a night where any doubt people had regarding how rusty you and your wife were as a team after Dark Fantasy hadn't really been one for years was erased as you performed just like the Dark Fantasy everyone remembered and called the greatest tag team in SCW history. You put Luz and I through the ringer on that night, gave us everything you had and then some, and pushed us beyond our limits... but ultimately, that became the night where we could finally call ourselves World Tag Team Champions for the very first time. I don't bring that up to gloat or act like we have your number, Syren... far from it, actually. For as much as everyone around us prefers to only see you in a negative light for one reason or another, we can at least be upfront and honest when we tell you that we respect what you can do in that ring and the career you've forged for yourself because of it. It's why we were so excited on that night almost two years ago now to meet you and Ravyn in that ring, even despite the games she tried to play with us. One thing that can always be expected from Syren, regardless of how anyone feels about you, is that they're going to get a fight from someone who could lay claim to being one of the best wrestlers in the world today. Sure, maybe people will think we're a little naive for wanting to show you that respect. Maybe your partner for Breakdown will even make a point of it considering he made his true feelings quite clear last week about what he thinks of me behind whatever respect he may or may not honestly have for me. But the one thing that has always helped Luz and I stand out is that we are who we are and we will never abandon that for any reason, no matter how bleak things might look. That's why, despite everyone else's feelings, I can respect you just as I can still respect Chris Cannon. But at the end of the day, just because we respect the both of you doesn't mean we aren't looking to step into that ring hoping to beat you. Not when we know Chris wouldn't mind any momentum or mental edge he can get over me going into Rise to Greatness, and not when a win for us over the two of you could be the beginning of our road back to the top of the tag team mountain. I know you're going to work with Chris to try and prevent that, and Luz and I wouldn't expect anything less. After all, you want momentum yourself going into Rise to Greatness, you want to keep proving to the likes of Meghan Strader that you're not the washed-up, easy target she seems to believe you are. Luz and I already know, from past experience, how wrong Meghan is, and how hard you'll fight to keep proving that you deserve to be back in the discussion for the World Championship. That's exactly the kind of challenge we want to keep us at our best and pushing beyond those limits, and that's why we're looking forward to this match come Thursday night right here in Seattle.” Amelia nods, seemingly to herself, as Luz leans over and kisses her wife on the cheek, that and her smile being reassurance of how she approached this match that lies ahead of them. With an exchange of smiles and a slow growth of confidence, it's now Luz's turn to take the wheel. “Sorry Chris, I know you were probably hoping to hear all about what my wife has to say to you, especially after your big reveal last week of exactly why you truly wanted to face her at Rise to Greatness, but I'm afraid you're going to have to be patient. I doubt you'd consider me a good substitute, considering I don't have the same level of European grappling training as you or her, but Amelia can attest to what I'm capable of against those who are fluent in that style by fighting it with my own. She and I have had our battles with one another over the years, both as bitter rivals and as respected partners, and I can tell you with absolute certainty that neither one of us should be underestimated by you... not Thursday night at Breakdown, not at Rise to Greatness, not ever. Even Syren can attest from her own battles with us just what we're capable of, and that alone should be enough to tell you that you don't just have to worry about Amelia before you both go one-on-one under SCW's biggest, brightest spotlight... but that I'm not afraid to hold back even with a title match on that same stage looming over my head. Here's the thing, though: just like with Syren, Amelia and I do respect you and what you can do in that ring Chris, and a change in your attitude doesn't just erase that. You are a former World Champion in your own right, and we remember watching your efforts as a World Tag Team Champion and overall in the World Tag League back around the time we first showed up in SCW. A different attitude doesn't change the fact that you're a talented wrestler worthy of respect... heck, we'd be fools not to respect what you or Syren can do in that ring because that's the easiest way to find ourselves on the losing end of not just this match, but Rise to Greatness in Amelia's case. That's why we're going to walk into Breakdown looking to earn your respect, to make you understand that no matter what you want to try, it's not going to be that cut and dry against The Light In The Darkness. But maybe the end result doesn't matter too much to you... maybe you'd be fine with losing so long as you get some personal experience to rely on in hopes of beating Amelia one-on-one, the match that might matter more to you. I'd hope that's not the case, but since you want to make a big deal out of this idea of 'Superman is no more,' then let me ask you this: is that fair to Syren, who's hoping to rely on you to help her keep her winning streak alive that could finally open the door back into the World Title picture for her? Is that fair to the person you swore you had the back of, even with this new attitude of yours? Yeah, maybe the World Title is your ultimate end goal too... but how you want to play this match, knowing what awaits you in a little over a week, is going to go a long way in determining how this all truly plays out, Chris.” Luz and Amelia exchange glances once more, their smiles feeling far more genuine now as everything seems to be back to normal. Maybe there's still a slight feeling that something's off beneath the surface, but if there is, then the couple have reached a point where they're not letting it bother them too much right now. That, however, is their business, and no one else's. “We want to address one last thing before we go... on paper, this seems an awful lot like a 'trap match' as my parents would so eloquently put it. Having Chris and I share the ring so close to our one-on-one match at Rise to Greatness... yeah, it feels like a prime opportunity to tip our hands and give one another some extremely valuable intel. But I'm not afraid... not when I know I have the love and support of the greatest wife I could ever ask for, and someone who will go a long way in making sure that no matter what Chris thinks he can glean from me in this match isn't going to dictate how things go when we meet again in Houston.” “And then there's the other elephant in the room... yeah, there's an awful lot of chaos we know is waiting at the gates, chomping at the bit to ruin this match all in the name of any slight edge before Rise to Greatness. Jordan, I know you're probably plotting and scheming since I'm the only person in our title match you haven't tried to interfere with yet, and that's not even getting into the likelihood that the Straders will want to get involved just because of Syren. This will probably fall on deaf ears sadly, but I'm going to ask nicely anyway... wait until Rise to Greatness and let us have this match, please. But know this: even if that doesn't happen...” “...The Light In The Darkness is not going to just sit back and let the chaos consume us. From Syren and Chris, to Jordan and the Straders and anybody else... you want a fight?” “Then we'll gladly give you one, right here in Seattle.” With one final nod, Amelia and Luz take their leave, letting us linger on the beautiful sight of the Seattle skyline from the Space Needle one last time before we start to fade out, knowing that Breakdown is going to be quite interesting one way or another, especially if The Light In The Darkness have anything to say about it, no matter what might be lurking beneath the surface in regards to the two of them. RE: The Light in the Darkness vs. Chris Cannon & Syren - Syren - 07-19-2025 Set in the aftermath of my previous scene, I decided to begin the setup to my Rise to Greatness plans with this one. It features a character I've never had in a Syren RP before, which is fun, along with an old classic making his return. Lucas Knight, of course, appears with permission. Enjoy. The Syren Song: Verse 404 "Brunch sounds good"