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Hodgson’s Musing
On Camera
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EXODUS should feel honored and privileged. The fans of EXODUS around the world should be
excited and happy while the EXODUS roster should be sweating profusely from
nerves and fear, for the prediction has come true…
..Lasiewicz has returned.
Oh but not the same Lasiewicz you remember. Not the former EXODUS World Champion but this
Lasiewicz is a FUTURE EXODUS World Champion!
She is the future of your company and I should know because my name is
Samantha Hodgson and I do not deal with losers.
I deal with winners and Jessica Lasiewicz, the daughter of Andreas
Lasiewicz, is a winner in every sense of the word.
Young Jessica saw the wisdom in becoming a part of The House
of Hodgson and so she threw her lot in with me.
She trusted me with her career and now things are looking up for her in
EXODUS, a bright future that begins with yet another loss added to the already
dismal record of Samantha Raine.
Nice first name, Raine, I am rather fond of it, but the
difference between you and me is that I associate myself with winners because I
am a winner and you, so far, have been a natural loser. Your losing ways will continue when you meet
up with my client and if you think otherwise then you are just fooling
yourself.
My client is a natural mat technician and a submission
specialist, trained by the absolute best this industry has to offer. She learned from her own parents, the great
Angelica Jones and Andreas Lasiewicz. My
client has winning in her blood, flowing through her veins. Losing is in your blood. Losing comes oh so naturally to you,
Samantha. And you will lose again to my
client Jessica Lasiewicz.
The House of Hodgson has arrived, EXODUS. Pay attention to what my client does to
Samantha Raine. It will be a
foreshadowing of things to come.
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New Beginnings
Off Camera
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It has been a couple weeks since I left the Independent
Wrestling Cartel for bigger things. As
much as I love many of the people there, as much as I love my sister who still
is there, I have to look at what’s going on and admit to myself that maybe
there is no saving it, that maybe I should just leave well enough alone, let
the chips fall where they may, while I focus on my own career. For far too long I have been worried about
the future of a wrestling company I worked for rather than worrying about
myself, about my own future. It’s time I
put my priorities back in their proper place and start focusing on what’s best
for me as opposed to being some hero for the company. I am no hero.
I am no saint. I am Jessica
Lasiewicz, a sadistic submission wrestler and who has been known to tap into
the monstrous Morning Star when pushed over the edge. I do not save, I do not perform rescues. Not anymore.
I made my Frontier debut just recently against Matty
Graves. I knew going it was going to be
a pushover and indeed it was. I dropped
him on his head and pinned his shoulders to the mat for an easy win. But Frontier is but merely one horizon, I
want to expand my horizons beyond just one company. That’s what brings me to EXODUS. My father also brings me to EXODUS. It’s funny, father’s day has arrived and it’s
the memory of my father, what he did in EXODUS, and what I can do in EXODUS myself,
along with an intense desire to succeed and compete, that brings me now to this
new chapter in my life. A new beginning,
if you will. The pride, not just my
Jones pride but the pride of my father, the Lasiewicz in me, will not allow me
to be disrespected any further.
Yes, my father has been a big influence in my recent decisions
regarding my career, and yet I still know very little about what makes him
tick. He is a mystery to many people, he
is an enigma to most except to those closest to him and even those closest to
him find it difficult to pinpoint why he does the things he does
sometimes. When I ask him he usually
just tells me not to question it. Or he’ll
tell me that all will be revealed in time, or some other cryptic response,
often followed by an ellipses.
I’m not satisfied with just accepting it. That’s what I did in IWC. That’s what I was told to do. Just accept it for as it is like everyone
else and do as you’re told. I’m not the
kind of person who is content with just accepting it and doing as I’m
told. I have to know things. I have to know the truth. Being a Lasiewicz isn’t enough for me, I have
to know what that really and truly means.
It’s what made me buy a home in Poland. It’s where my dad came from and if living
there for some time is what it takes for me to get to know my culture, or just
simply get to know myself, better, then so be it.
The only problem is that the home I ended up receiving was
not what I expected…
“It looks so majestic…”
That’s Steven Bauer, my boyfriend. My boyfriend and soon to be husband’s voice
trails off as he takes in the surroundings of this new home. He seems to approve and perhaps he approves
because of its grand, almost medieval looking architecture on the outside and
the luxurious, modern wealth on the inside.
Steven may like this, but it’s just not my style.
“I’m glad one of us
likes it.”
I set my bag down and look around, impressed by what I see
but at the same time I find it unusually lacking. I am not the type of person who enjoys the
extravagance that this house seems to provide.
I prefer a simplistic lifestyle.
Next I begin to walk towards the closest door, which happens to be
diagonally to my left. Reaching out and
grabbing the doorknob, I turn and push it open and then step inside and gaze at
these surroundings…
…a red carpeted room with a grand brick fireplace across
from a plush sofa. Over the fireplace,
mounted on the wall, is a flat screen television. On either side of the fireplace are two large
plants which add to the overall beauty of this room. Steven walks in right behind me and wraps an
arm around my shoulder.
“This must be the main
living area.”
“What was your first
clue?”
Steven’s eyes follow me as I walk away from him and over to
the sofa where I flop myself down. My
elbows are propped up on my legs and my hands hold up my head as I stare
emptily straight ahead t the fireplace.
The sarcasm from my response must have gotten to him as he walks over
and sits down next to me on the sofa.
His arm returns to its former spot around my shoulders.
“Is something wrong,
babe?”
“I’m sorry, Steven, it’s
just that I…oh I don’t know…”
“You were expecting
something different?”
I nod my head. “Yeah.”
“You can’t complain
about much.”
He looks around, at the fireplace, at the television, at
everything, all of the expensive luxury items decorating just this room,
knowing that the other rooms in this home must be just as expensive as this
one.
“This is a very nice
house.”
“I know that, Steven,
but I didn’t come here because I wanted a nice house and I certainly don’t want
to be treated like royalty. I came to
Poland because I want to learn more about my culture. I want to know just who I really am.”
“Well that’s easy.”
Steven chuckles lightly. “You’re the
future Mrs. Steven Bauer.”
I crack a grin of my own. “That may be true, but it isn’t what I’m talking about. Mom and dad raised me in the United States and
even when they broke up I remained with my mother in Boston,
Massachusetts. I rarely visited Europe
at all let alone Poland. I want to get
to know more about where I came from but this…”
I look around, motioning to my surroundings, this luxurious
living area that really is fit for a modern day queen, and I shake my head with
disgust.
“…this is not my
culture. If I wanted this I could just
go and live with my mother.”
“Didn’t you pick this
out?”
“Not exactly.” I
remark, smiling sheepishly.
“Oh? Well if you didn’t pick this place out then
who did?”
“Samantha Hodgson.”
Steven nods his head knowingly. Samantha Hodgson is my agent and she is quite
the cutthroat businesswoman. At one
point in my career I had sworn I would never use managers or agents. I had personally witnessed what they had done
to my mother and I didn’t want to deal with that grief myself. That mindset changed with my arrival in
IWC. That was when I saw what it was
like trying to deal with the politics of professional wrestling all by myself. I try not to think too highly of myself but
even I realize when I am not getting my just dues. Even I realize when I am being poorly managed
by the company and booked shoddily, for no apparent reason. That’s why I left IWC. I still have friends there, friends like Aerik
Walker. My sister, Marie Annabelle
Jones, is still there. But the way the
company mishandled me was enough to force me out and I swore I would not let
that happen to me again.
That’s where Samantha Hodgson came in. She extended her hand, an invitation to
help. She told me that she recognized
talent when she saw it and she recognized the potential I had as a second
generation superstar, the daughter of two legends in this industry. Hodgson swore she would not allow any company
to mismanage me or disrespect me the way I felt I had been disrespected in
IWC. All I had to do was trust her
judgment.
What Samantha needed to realize, though, is that I didn’t
need coddling. I prefer earning things
on my own and, usually, making my own decisions. That’s what brought me to EXODUS. I made the call to go to EXODUS against
Samantha’s better judgment. She thinks
EXODUS is a poor choice and poor company.
I think EXODUS is a great company.
I mean, my father competed in EXODUS.
My father was once their world champion.
And I definitely trust his judgment over Sam’s. But I guess we’ll see who is correct later
on.
My first match in EXODUS will be against none other than an
old sparring partner of my GDW days; Samantha Raine. I can’t help but wonder if Hodgson had her
fingers involved in the booking of that match.
It just seems too perfectly played out, too ideal of a setup for my
EXODUS debut. This debut isn’t going to
be one where I have to do extensive research on a wrestler whom I have never
had any encounters with because I am some EXODUS newbie. This debut is against Samantha Raine, a woman
I have had dealings with before in GDW.
This is also a woman who is a multi-time world champion and
a GDW Hall of Famer. Granted, I am no
slouch when it comes to in-ring action.
I am a former GCW World Champion.
But even I have to admit, when it comes to measuring career achievements
and accolades, Sam Raine’s far outweighs mine.
There was a time I would think that a house like this would
be better suited for Samantha Raine. But
after getting to know her a little better in GDW, I realize that is far from
being the case.
“Hodgson picked this
out, then?”
“Yeah, I told her I
wanted to buy one myself but she insisted on letting her management firm buy
one for me.”
Steven shrugs. “Sounds
like a smart move to me. If she’s going
to buy you a house, let her.”
“Yes but I wanted to
have a say in the matter. Samantha
insisted on it being a surprise.” I
roll my eyes. “Needless to say, I was
surprised.”
“It won’t be that bad.”
Steven puts on the warmest, friendliest smile I’ve seen from him. “You will learn to love it.”
“Maybe…”
He leans over and kisses me on the lips. “No,
not maybe…I know you will learn to love it.”
“And what makes you so
smart?”
“Because you have me
here with you.”
He’s right, having him here is a good thing. Otherwise I might go crazy. Steven Bauer has been so patient with me and
I am thankful for that. He asked me to
marry him back in April of 2014. I did
say yes, but we have made some but very little progress towards the actual
wedding itself. He loves me so much he
wants to rush to it but I’m in no hurry.
In fact, I’m kind of hesitant. I
do not want to end up like my parents.
My mother’s first relationship was with a boy she met in
school named Sean Williams, then she ended up marrying the man who trained her
to be a wrestler, after that marriage broke up she married my dad, Andreas
Lasiewicz, and when they split up she married Sean McBride, and when he dumped
her she turned homosexual and had a relationship with Brittany Lohan and finally
marrying Lindsey Carter this most recent time.
Everyone talks about my mother and her famously failed
relationships but my dad is no better.
He started out with Jessica Corey, ended up marrying my mother, but when
they split up he would eventually end up with my Aunt Kayla, and when that
split up he finally ended up with Sarah Hartley.
Call me old fashioned, but I want my first marriage to be my
only one. I don’t want to follow in the
footsteps of my father and mother. I want
to make certain Steven is the right man before I say my wedding vows on my
wedding day.
“Yeah, you have been
good to me in so many ways, babe.” I kiss him on the lips much in the same
way he kissed me earlier, only more passionately. “What would I do without you?”
“You’d probably lose
your marbles.”
I chuckle half-heartedly. “Depending on who you ask, I already have lost my marbles.”
“Well if you’re asking
me, you’re nutty as a fruitcake.” He kisses me on the forehead. “But I love you anyway.”
“Thanks, Steven…I
think.”
“And together, you and
I are going to enjoy this new adventure, right?”
“Maybe…” my voice
trails off “…and I’m sorry for dragging
you to Poland with me.”
He shakes his head. “No,
do not apologize, babe.”
“But you don’t want to
be here. You made it clear to me that
you didn’t.”
“I want to be wherever
you are and if you’re in Poland that’s where I’m going to be.” He runs a hand through my long dark hair.
“If you need to find yourself here, then
I’m going to help you. I will be with
you every step of the way.”
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Jessica’s Promo
On Camera
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You know my father but I’m not new to this industry. Hell, I grew up in it. While he was competing here in EXODUS,
winning championships, I was in GDW during its final days. When he was winning the EXODUS World
Championship I was in GCW, defending the GCW World Championship and at the same
time fighting alongside my sister Marie Annabelle Jones, another second
generation star, in the Independent Wrestling Cartel.
Now I’ve made my way here.
All of the boundaries holding me back are gone. The walls have been torn down. I have arrived in EXODUS whether anyone likes
it or not and I find it highly ironic that my debut is against Samantha Raine.
Word is that everyone is either supposed to hate you or
distrust you because of your past. Well I
tend to make it a habit of not fitting into the mold, because I neither hate
nor do I distrust you. You and I both
are former world champions but you are in a recognized pro-wrestling hall of
fame, somewhere I hope to make it someday.
If anything, you have my utmost respect.
Yeah, that probably went over like a lead balloon with my
agent Samantha Hodgson. My agent tends
to be rather prideful, Sam, but that’s just not me. I know you, she doesn’t. I know what you are capable of, Sam. You may not have had any luck thus far but
that could just as easily change. I
understand and respect that. I
understand that because we do have a past, a past I am well aware of.
No, you and my father didn’t necessarily see eye to
eye. He dropped you on your head about
ten or eleven straight times way back when, didn’t he? My dad tends do things like that,
sometimes. It’s part of his charm…
I’m not him. I’m not
my mother, either. Go ahead and make the
comparisons if you want but the fact is that I am not either one of them. I am also not the same little girl you knew
back in GDW. The things I have endured
since our respective times there has changed me in a big way, Samantha. I am someone completely different. I am a beast you have never had to deal with
before.
I will be fully prepared for this, Raine. I will be fully prepared for you but will you
be prepared for what I have in store for you?
Will you be prepared for a brand new Jessica Lasiewicz that few have had
the unfortunate task of having to face?
I’m not going to go out on a limb and guarantee an easy
victory, but I will guarantee this much…I’m going to hurt you.
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