Cowgirls From Hell vs. Light in the Darkness

[Konrad Raab]

Meghan Strader & Veronica Strader vs. Amelia Nevado & La Pequena Luz

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3500 Word Per RP

Deadline: 11:59:59 pm ET FRIDAY, November 21, 2025

[CowgirlsFromHell]

Cowgirls Forever, Forever Cowgirls Part III: Enter The Baba Jaga

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[Wisteria Waltz]

To say that Under Attack was not the night that Luz or Amelia had hoped for would be a massive understatement.

No one can deny that both women gave everything they had on the night of a pay-per-view that has arguably been one of their best, further fueled not just by what they could gain from winning their respective matches but also the fact that it had been one year to the day when they had tied the knot and joined each other in holy matrimony, not to mention it being the tail end of what Luz considered one of the most important holidays in her culture and for her especially. She had gone all out in paying homage to her legendary papá, she had felt his spirit with her as she threw everything she had into defending her United States Championship... heck, even Amelia swore she felt his spirit giving her strength as she fought through everything Syren had thrown her way.

Unfortunately, they had both fallen in battle on that night. Amelia had another loss in a major match to her name, and Luz's U.S. Title reign had been cut much shorter than she would have liked, especially after renewing her vow to Deanna to be the best champion she could possibly be as her successor.

It had been a bitter pill for the couple to swallow that night, and not even knowing that Gavin had technically screwed Luz over made her feel any better about that loss. In hindsight, they honestly owed their found family, as well as Dr. Celine Bolton, a huge thank you. Celine had proposed the suggestion that after Under Attack, the couple take a long overdue vacation, even finally go on their honeymoon they'd been putting off because of SCW obligations and fear of The Empire taking advantage. 'A show of defiance to prove they're not afraid of the cult anymore,' as Celine had so eloquently put it. That had been their original plan, at least until things at Under Attack had turned out so terribly. Thankfully, their friends and family, along with Celine chiming in over the phone despite it being early in the morning over in the UK at the time, had managed to convince the couple that throwing themselves right back into intense training for their next matches was not the answer, and the break would go a long way in really helping them to reset before they got back to work.

As if to truly make that clear, Celine had apparently taken what she'd learned from her first session with the couple and already planned ahead, reaching out to SCW officials on their behalf and negotiating that Luz and Amelia needed that first Breakdown off after both Under Attack and the 'Wholesome Family Event' show for a much-needed vacation. They had been surprised to hear that SCW had been more than willing to agree to it, apparently as a show of good faith to the fact that the couple had almost never asked for any time off and insisted on being present even when they weren't booked, just in case. They suspected part of it also had to do with the extra help they'd provided at times, albeit unnecessarily maybe, with security during certain incidents along with the fact that the two of them had become rather notorious workaholics to some degree.

Hard to argue not only with how much wrestling meant to them, but also as a much-needed distraction from The Empire.

Truth be told, Luz and Amelia had been present on KABLAMia during the show that was held there, though they had intentionally stayed away from the area where everything was set up and had instead settled for watching the show from the honeymoon villa they'd been provided. It felt a little weird actually taking Derek Adonis up on the offer he'd given them last year about doing their honeymoon at his island resort, but all in all the trip actually hadn't been as bad as they had worried about, and their loved ones certainly couldn't argue when the couple had touched down in New Orleans and met them at the hotel, considering the next Breakdown here would see the couple back in action again.

“You two definitely look much more relaxed than you did a few weeks ago,” Ivy nodded, smiling at the sight of Luz and Amelia looking like the weight of the world wasn't on their shoulders for the first time since probably the night they'd actually gotten married.

“Oh, I bet they did plenty of 'relaxing' while out at KABLAMia,” Marilyn snickered, though she regretted the comment when it earned her a smack to the back of the head from Camila and a conveniently-obtained flip-flop, drawing a few chuckles and an awed mumble from Gage about 'the power of la chancla.'

“I almost hate to say it, but we really did need the vacation,” Amelia admitted as she and Luz stretched out after setting their bags down. “And despite how he comes off around the locker room sometimes, Derek actually knows how to run an island resort.”

“And respect the power of consent,” Luz sagely nodded. “When we told him we didn't want to be featured among the roster members at KABLAMia just relaxing and not taking part in his show, he understood and he and SCW respected our wishes. They even didn't push when we turned down several offers to join in on certain activities.”

“Just because we were on vacation and finally had some alone time with each other doesn't mean we're just completely comfortable with being too open in certain respects all of a sudden,” Amelia added.

“That's very admirable of you, girls,” Camila nodded, ignoring the annoyed glare Marilyn shot her over the chancla attack. “And I'm glad to hear that Mr. Adonis respected your boundaries and didn't push for you to do anything you truly weren't comfortable with.”

“Still think you two could've lived a little bit...” Marilyn mumbled, but she held up her hands when Camila glared at her once more. “I'm joking! Jeez, Cami, lighten up a little bit!”

“Can you blame her?” Avery shot from where they were sitting with Darius and Evie, trying to figure out what The Empire's next move was. “What mom wants to think of their child doing the kinds of things you're trying to tease about?”

“I... don't think I want to know whatever you guys are going on about,” Henry admitted, earning a few looks that reminded him of just how sheltered he'd been being raised by the deranged religious zealot who supposedly had 'big plans' for him right alongside Amelia and Luz. “Still, it's good to hear you two had fun, and I'm sure you're both eager to kick some Cowgirl butt this week.”

Henry seemingly had more he'd wanted to say, but a sharp elbow from Ivy stopped him from continuing. He looked at her in confusion for a moment before looking to Gage, who just shook his head.

“Dude, we really need to work on your social cues,” he sighed. “Do you really want to see them recklessly dive headfirst into training this soon when they just flew in?”

“Nah, we're good actually,” Luz shrugged, which earned her and Amelia a few stunned glances. “What? Gage had a point, and it's something Ames and I really talked about while we were on our honeymoon.”

“We know we've been pushing ourselves way too hard lately and it hasn't been doing us any favors,” Amelia admitted. “Not like that's anything new, but actually making ourselves take a good, long break from it really put into perspective just how much we'd become consumed by everything. Some of the more negative criticisms began taking over, wrestling became less of a thing we love as much as each other and more of a necessary escape...”

“Yeah, both of us losing at Under Attack really sucked,” Luz shook her head. “But we know now the answer isn't just working ourselves to the bone acting like nothing else matters beyond trying to pay Meghan back for taking my title at Under Attack, tainted win or otherwise. That's just going to push us into another defeat and the spiral's only going to get worse.”

Everyone who had gathered around the couple in the hotel's lobby exchanged glances, almost as if they couldn't believe what they were hearing. It wasn't a bad thing, by any means... in fact, it was the result everyone had ideally been hoping for, but actually getting it felt surreal all the same.

“OK, who are you two and what have you done with Amelia and Luz?” Marilyn asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No offense,” Valentina carefully added, “but it's just... a little weird hearing you two not be so gung ho about wanting to get back to work.”

“Seems like Celine is already doing wonders for the both of you,” Darius nodded in admiration from where he sat.

“Don't get us wrong,” Amelia started, “I don't think we'll be able to fully relax until The Empire falls for good, but Celine had a point about letting them feel like they had power over us and taking that away from them.”

“I don't care where they're hiding or what they're up to now,” Luz added, “because we're just as ready to kick their butts and stop whatever crazy plans Caleb's cooking up as we are to show the Straders a thing or two about thinking we're going to be 'too nice' and let them off the hook that easily.”

“UNHAND ME, YOU DREADFUL DEVIANTS!”

All eyes turned towards the front doors of the hotel, and before anyone could stop them, Amelia and Luz were bolting outside to see what all the commotion was. Naturally, this led to everyone following, with Avery, Darius and Evie in particular on high alert. The first thing they all saw was a nondescript white van parked not too far away along the curb, the back doors having already been thrown open. That alone would've been a red flag under any circumstances when combined with a cry for help, but it was the rest of the picture that had everyone ready for war in an instant.

Paul, the fan who had occasionally followed SCW on its tour and had bumped into Luz and Amelia every now and then, was struggling to pull free of two Empire members trying to haul him into the back of the van while a third was already in the back, arms wrapping around Paul's neck and trying to perhaps choke him out if it meant making him quiet.

“Someone help me!” Paul cried out, the 'me' sounding a bit strained as his airwaves were finally constricted.

“No one's coming to help you,” one of the Empire goons said from behind his plague doctor mask, “but if you just tell us what we want to know, maybe we'll let you go.”

“And we're not 'deviants'!” another one said indignantly. “We're trying to carry out the will of the Lord for the day of-”

“You can kindly shut up about whatever false God-fearing rhetoric Caleb brainwashed you into spouting,” Evie cut in as she, Avery and Darius stepped forward, hands moving towards the guns that had been hidden at their sides, “because you three are under arrest for attempted kidnapping, and that's just for starters.”

Paul tried to say something, but he could only gag as he continued to be choked out as the three white-clad goons pulled him further into the truck, trying to ignore the three NCA agents bearing down on them.

“My partner said to let him go, so I suggest complying before we're forced to get physical,” Darius warned. “Also, an unmarked white van? You really had to pick a getaway vehicle normally associated with a different kind of disgusting sort of individual?”

“You all can leave us alone and forget you saw anything,” the Empire member choking out Paul said. “Our orders were to leave you all alone for now because this guy's got valuable intel Lord Caleb wants, and-”

“Hey, what on earth are you doing?” one of the other Empire members cut off his accomplice as Amelia suddenly ran towards them before skidding to a stop that put her on all fours right in front of them. Avery opened their mouth to ask a similar question, but cut themselves off when Luz bolted past them as well, and the Empire members recognized the setup a little too late as Luz used her wife like a stepping stone, elevating her into the air enough to catch the two goons not in the back of the van yet with a double dropkick, the soles of her shoes smashing the beaks of their plague doctor masks and sending them tumbling into the back of the van the hard way.

“Hey, what the heck!?” the Empire member still trying to choke out Paul cried out, her words behind the mask carrying a tone of absolute disbelief that sounded completely out of place in this situation. “We were ordered to leave you alone, so why are you attacking us!?”

Luz kipped up before flashing her a cheesy grin that felt just as out of place in this serious situation, but no one could argue that it was a very Luz response. “You really think we're going to just watch you abduct somebody and get away with it?”

“Not after what your cult has done to everyone else we've known that you've taken!” Amelia called out before she was hopping into the van, wasting no time in slipping an arm underneath the Empire member's to pry it off. While Paul fell to his knees, with Luz catching him before he faceplanted on the pavement, Amelia quickly wrenched the cultist's arm before pulling her into a standing crossface chickenwing, knocking her mask off in the process. She tried to pull away, but Amelia was not budging.

“We're not a cult!” she tried to claim. “We're the good guys here! We're setting the stage for the day God cleanses humanity and leaves only the truly worthy behind to inherit a new world!”

“The more I hear this kind of stuff from them, the more weirded out I get,” Luz admitted as Paul caught his breath.

“Maybe you can tell us why Caleb's choosing to leave us alone?” Amelia grilled the Empire member in her clutches. “Forgive me if it seems a little suspicious after he's spent the better part of the past two years desperately trying to ensnare us in his lies.”

As the Empire member struggled in vain and adamantly kept her mouth shut, the other two were starting to get their bearings and were looking about ready to pounce. That was immediately neutralized when Avery and Evie jumped into the van and made sure they were staring down the barrels of their guns, leaving them no choice but to raise their hands in surrender.

“I can take her from here, Amelia,” Darius told her before taking over with the crossface chickenwing, using it for leverage to handcuff the Empire member as her cohorts were also cuffed. “We'll let the NOPD know we need to borrow some of their facilities for a bit... and they have a van to impound.”

“That was also rather reckless of you two,” Avery noted. “I know you probably want these guys stopped more than anybody, but we also told you dealing with them is why the three of us are here in the first place.”

“Lo siento,” Luz apologized with a sigh. “We just really couldn't stand the thought of someone else getting taken by these creeps when we had a chance to stop it... not after they've already killed Ryan and Jacob and almost killed our respective families.”

“It was something else we really talked about while on our honeymoon,” Amelia added. The Empire members were all trying to complain about one thing or another, but everyone else was just ignoring them, much to their frustration. “We don't want them to think they have any power over us anymore, that we're afraid of them. We don't know what kind of game Caleb's trying to pull by acting like we're suddenly not of any interest to him, but we're not buying it for a second.”

“Thank you ladies,” Paul coughed out as Luz helped him up to his feet. “These fine folk may not appreciate what you've done here today, but you may have very well saved my life.”

Out of the corner of her eye, Amelia caught the bristle Paul's words caused with the NCA agents, but thankfully the sound of police sirens became their primary concern as NOPD cars rolled up to take the Empire members into custody and discuss the situation with them.

“Are you sure you don't know what they want from you?” Luz couldn't help but ask.

“Yeah, that seems like something we should know if it'll help us understand why they suddenly want you more than these two... or any of us, for that matter,” Henry chimed in as he and the others moved closer now, though he kept himself behind Ivy and Gage. It wasn't a matter of protection since he had been trained to be The Empire's 'Golden Prodigy' under his deranged and devoted uncle for almost all his life, but something about Paul just... wasn't clicking with him, and he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He wanted to say it was just because this guy shared the same name as the father he never got to know, but he'd met plenty of other Pauls out there and none of them gave the same off feeling this guy did.

“I'm afraid I truly don't know,” Paul insisted. “There's nothing special about me as far as I know, unless being an SCW fan counts, but I doubt just supporting The Light In The Darkness at every show makes me more valuable than anybody else who does the same. This is the third time in the past two weeks alone they've tried to capture me, on top of the one attempt Luz and... Lily, I believe it was, thwarted some time back.”

“Well, we're going to have to figure out why Caleb and his cult want you so damn badly,” Marilyn sneered, mostly because of the mention of the one man that all of them wished would just stay the heck out of their lives for good already. “Seems like they almost got you today, but you were lucky we just so happened to be in the area.”

“Maybe... he could come with us?” Luz openly pondered. “I mean, we've all been watching each other's backs for years at this point, and we know he's a fan of ours who definitely doesn't deserve to end up another Empire victim.”

“Luz...” Amelia nervously started to say before she pulled her wife off to the side a bit, leaving Paul to try and strike up a conversation with the others, though they could tell it was getting fairly awkward fairly quickly. “Are you sure about this?”

“What's wrong, Ames?” Luz asked. “I mean, the guy would be safe with us. Yeah, maybe it would get Caleb actively targeting us again, but we can-”

“I'm actually not worried about that,” Amelia admitted, to Luz's surprise. “It's just... we've talked about some of the weird stuff he's said to us the few other times we saw him, and there's just this weird feeling I get being near him. You're right that he doesn't deserve to be captured by them, and you know I love that big heart of yours, but... are you sure?”

Luz glanced over at Paul for a moment, who's attention had turned towards the NCA agents as they now seemed to be picking his brain on why Caleb would possibly be interested in him. The man seemed a bit nervous, but he was nearly kidnapped so his nerves still had to be a little shot.

“I'm willing to give him a chance,” Luz confirmed, sealing it with a kiss on Amelia's lips. “And if I am making a mistake here... well, I really hope I'm not, but one of us will surely catch something if I am, right?”

“I hope so, querida,” Amelia admitted before returning Luz's kiss.

“One more for the found family!” Luz exclaimed, leaving Amelia to just shake her head and chuckle at her wife's infectious enthusiasm. There was a part of her deep down that was really worried Luz was setting herself up for something painful, but if that did end up being the case, then she would be right by her side to pick her back up and make anyone who dared to take advantage of Luz's kind-hearted nature regret it, both in and out of the ring.

Everyone was so focused on trying to figure out exactly what The Empire's new goal was and how to shut it down before it went anywhere on their way back into the hotel, though, that none of them noticed the smirk Paul couldn't resist flashing himself in the window along the way, because now... he was in.

[CowgirlsFromHell]

Cowgirls Forever, Forever Cowgirls Part IV: Diablos to Cowgirls

[Wisteria Waltz]

Arguably one of the most famous and well-known areas in all of New Orleans is known as the French Quarter, often considered to be the very heart of the city itself. Boasting a unique blend of rich history, distinct architecture and vibrant culture, the French Quarter is easily a must-visit to anyone who comes to New Orleans. It's where you'll find jazz clubs, authentic Cajun eateries, and it's most infamous for being the section of the city that hosts Mardi Gras every year, making the whole area feel alive as though you're attending a never-ending party. Even now, as the French Quarter looks relatively quiet and peaceful in the early morning hours as the sun is only just now beginning to rise, the area looks just as alive as it does when it's actually party time.

In this particular moment, one other thing we can find here is a sight we haven't entirely seen in some time, that being the united front of The Light In The Darkness. It's one thing to see Amelia Nevado and La Pequeña Luz together on TV each and every week, but not since before Rise to Greatness have the two of them been united to address the same upcoming match. And yet, despite both that and their recent setbacks, both women are holding their heads high as they walk down the relatively quiet street, bathed in the light of the dawn as though they belong here, right in the heart of New Orleans. Even as they spot us, their smiles don't waver, their stride doesn't stop, but we can hear it in their voices and see it in their eyes: a competitive fire burning brighter than ever before.

“So... Under Attack didn't exactly go our way, to put it mildly. Amelia fell short in her bid to beat Syren, and I... well, I think it's painfully obvious I'm no longer the United States Champion. I want to be angry, to stand here and see if Gavin can decipher whatever I say to him in Spanish to make him understand how badly he messed up on this rather off-putting little campaign of his, I want to criticize Meghan for taking advantage of it, even unknowingly, and believing she fully earned that win over me, on a night that meant more to me than any other night in my life. I want to, more than you may believe... pero no lo haré. It's not worth it to stand here and get upset over being screwed out of a title I spent the better part of the past year fighting for and trying to uphold the honor it represents, because nothing I could possibly say right now will ultimately matter.”

“Now, I'm half-expecting many of you out there to take this as proof of these constant criticisms that we're 'too nice' for this business by thinking my wife is giving up too easily and just accepting what happened, and that couldn't be further from the truth. Yeah, Under Attack didn't go very well for us this year, and it couldn't have come at a worse time given everything that particular day meant to us beyond SCW. But something that even most veterans seem to forget is that it's not about what you say when you get knocked down... it's what you do when you pick yourself back up. Luz and I could be upset, doubt ourselves, start calling out people and swearing this and that, but where would that really get us? Syren and Meghan are already preparing to try and move on from us, putting bigger and better things in their sights, content that they've proven their points... but if we get back in that ring, make everyone understand those losses have only caused us to push ourselves to improve even more, and score a big victory come Breakdown right here in New Orleans on Thursday night?

Well... as the old saying goes, actions speak louder than words.”

“And Ames and I? We know a thing or two about letting what we can do in the ring do all the talking we'd ever need.”

Both women look oddly more at peace with their setbacks at Under Attack than we might've imagined, though their words make it clear how much fuel it's added to the fire of how badly they want to get back in the ring and bust their behinds more than ever before to turn it all around.

“You all probably noticed that we weren't present last week on Breakdown in Boise... the first time since we pretty much came back around where that was the case. Before anybody who loves trying to put us down breaks out their whiteboards and red string, let me share the truth with you: SCW gave us the show off and insisted we take the break. And honestly? How could we argue with that? For most of the past almost three years now since we've comes back, Amelia and I have been busting our butts literally week after week for SCW. We've been present even when we had no reason to be, we've stepped up and helped where we could even when it wasn't our job, and every time we've stepped into that ring, we've helped to elevate not only ourselves, but anyone who's met us and been willing to fight. That's a feeling the Strader family knows quite well with us by this point. Not once have we ever taken any time off... even when the Fall of Man tried to break us in half, we spent the next two weeks after that wrestling in a collective four matches between the both of us for Fatal Fortunes, on top of a Tag Title defense right after that. We've willingly left our careers in the hands of Selena and Deanna Frost, wanting them to dictate when we'd proven we were ready to stand at the level of champions in this company.”

“Not to mention the moment where we told CHBK, to his face, that we were more than willing to literally run a gauntlet where we couldn't challenge for any titles until we'd proven we could beat everyone in this company at least once. Yeah, he talked us out of it, but all of that just proves what SCW means to us and how dedicated we are to being here. It's gotten to the point where, for the longest time, many believed Luz and I had single-handedly revived the art of tag team wrestling in this company and elevated those titles to a level they hadn't been at in quite some time. We've even had some fans tell us lately, to our faces, that they've started to see us as the heart and soul of SCW itself now. That... that's a feeling I can't even begin to describe because no one has ever been willing to view us that highly, at least not without some sort of backhanded remark or impossible expectation attached to it. Regardless, I think it's safe to say the question of whether Luz and I belong here has long been answered, and finally getting a chance to have some time to go on our honeymoon, a full year after we married, really helped put some things into perspective for us once we gave ourselves that moment to take a step back and really think about it.”

“That's why I'll stand here and thank you for the endorsement, Meghan, of believing that I'm ready to join my wife in hunting for the World Championship, but I really hope you weren't ready to believe you were just going to sweep me aside that easily. Yeah, maybe I could go on to climbing the bigger mountain like you suggested, as I know you'd like to do as well eventually, but I hope you were paying attention when I mentioned what being U.S. Champion meant to me and what I hoped to achieve with this reign you ended. Last year, when Deanna was deemed mentally unable to wrestle, I was christened the interim champion until she could return and we could unify the titles... and I failed my initial promise to meet her one-on-one for that moment when Asher Hayes dethroned me. When I walked into the fatal fourway at Rise to Greatness and won the undisputed title outright, I promised her again that I would be a worthy successor to the reign she had... and like it or not, you made a liar out of me with Gavin's help. Maybe you feel content with that because you've made it clear you're the kind of woman who marches to the beat of her own drum and everybody just has to accept that, but to me? That may as well as be the equivalent of you staring your daughter Veronica in the eye and telling her that she's unworthy of living up to the legacy you created, and if me saying that upsets you... then welcome to how I feel.”

“Speaking of Veronica, it's good to meet you in that ring again, and funny enough... what I said to you when we met last year hasn't really changed, because I still envy you to a certain degree. Maybe it hasn't been with SCW, but I'm sure you've kept yourself busy elsewhere adding to your own resume in the interim while I've been fighting tooth and nail to try and forge my own path here and don't have much to show for it. And yeah, that does frustrate me, more than perhaps you'll ever know. Like with Luz's match against your mother, the fight I put up and how close I came to beating Syren at Under Attack should be worth keeping in mind on its own because I'm proving, even in defeat, that I belong at the top level... but I know exactly how you'll probably view it. We didn't win, and that's all people will care about. I'd be willing to bet that's why you were so eager to jump into the fray when SCW asked your mother to pick another Strader to stand alongside her to face us, because I wouldn't be surprised that despite the respect we forged last year, the thought of you failing to beat me one-on-one and then the eight-person tag loss right after that has been eating away at you, and you're eager to get the chance to pay us back just as Meghan is eager to try and prove her words right all over again. The fact that you've had over a year to prepare for this opportunity, so much of us to study, while we've been busy focusing on every other challenge that's been thrown our way between then and now? That... that's why I envy you this time, Veronica.”

“But that also presents us with a challenge we're more than ready to welcome. We've heard it time and time again every single time one of us has reached the top of a mountain in some fashion since we arrived here: it's one thing to be the hunter, but it's another entirely to be the hunted. And there is no one in all of SCW who is hungrier and more ready to start hunting than The Light In The Darkness. Meghan, Veronica, no matter how much you think you're ready for us, you're going to learn real quickly how much that little break actually helped us. Yeah, we can push ourselves to our breaking points and train until we're ready to collapse, but we've also come to realize we can't truly prepare for everything we could expect to see in that ring, and those split seconds that keep costing us because of that small gap? We're tired of them.”

“So come Breakdown, right here in the Big Easy, we're going to see exactly how well the Straders can adapt once their training and study starts to falter, because that's a little something we've picked up on over the course of our last few matches. We know we're outmatched in the experience department, and there's only so far we can go fighting against that with nothing but hard work and determination... we need to be smarter, too. There will always be that small window where even you, Meghan, and you, Veronica, are going to mess up, and you won't even realize it. This time, that's not going to be the difference-maker that puts us down once again... that's going to be the moment where the Cowgirls From Hell will remember exactly what makes La Pequeña Luz and Amelia Nevado so special, and we can only hope you'll be just as willing to evolve for the next time we inevitably do this dance again in some fashion.”

“Just as the French Quarter around us is seen as the heart of New Orleans... if fans want to start seeing us as the heart of SCW, then we welcome that with open arms.”

“Because that should be all the warning you need, Meghan and Veronica, to know that The Light In The Darkness is going to shine brighter than ever, which now begs the question...”

Luz and Amelia stop, right in the middle of Bourbon Street, exchanging looks before their smiles give way to rather daring grins.

“You constantly say that God forgives, but you don't, so now Ames and I need to know...”

“Will you be able to forgive yourselves when we earn this win on Breakdown and put ourselves back on track to fight towards where we want to be... where even you believe we should be?”

The sight of Luz and Amelia standing hand in hand, bathed completely in the golden light of the dawn as the city around them slowly starts to wake up and prepare for another beautiful, vibrant day of like in New Orleans, almost feels like the city itself is supporting the fight they know they're walking into, and not only are they not backing down, they're perhaps more confident and determined than ever before. It's a bit of a surprising change from The Light In The Darkness, but if they're going to put themselves in the position of being considered the heart and soul of SCW today, then they deserve to be as confident in themselves as the fans are in the action this company presents week after week. After all, you don't become the best without putting in the work for it, and perhaps no one on the SCW roster has worked harder over the past few years than Amelia Nevado and La Pequeña Luz.