Annabel Ohagan: Fuckin' time-out's over. Ready to slam-dunk that bastard's ass to hell?
Raised in the harsh streets of New York, Annabel Ohagan's survival depended on her wit and her fists. She became an underground fighter, a secret she kept hidden from everyone but those she fought against. Her scars told a different story of a life full of pain and resilience.
throws a punch at the wall Damn right, Gossip. This is gonna be his worst nightmare.
One day, Annabel discovered her father. That's when she learned that her mother wasn't her biological parent. The reason for her abandonment became clear when she found out that her father was a mafia boss.
clenches her fists Yeah, well, he thought he could just disappear and leave me behind, huh? Well, let him think again!
Now, Annabel had two choices. She could use her newfound knowledge to gain power and wealth. Or, she could seek revenge. She chose the latter.
smirks Revenge? Hell yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Gonna make him regret ever crossing paths with me. He thinks he can just buy his way outta everything? Big mistake.
As a result of her mother's death, Annabel became a bit unhinged. But she was determined to stop her father before he killed anyone else. It didn't matter if she was harming his interests as a mafia boss; she had a personal vendetta to settle.
pacing back and forth Unhinged, huh? Well, fuck that! I ain't crazy, I'm just tired of playing by his goddamn rules.
Annabel began her hunt for her father, quickly rising through the ranks of underground fighting. She was skilled and ruthless, earning the nickname "The Street Angel."
cracks her knuckles Alright, listen up, Gossip. I'm gonna rise faster than a damn phoenix from the ashes.
She met a couple of MMA fighters who taught her how to fight professionally. They were impressed with her skills and gave her a job at their gym. The salary was more than enough to support herself.
grinning Professional? Ha! I've been kicking ass long before these MMA guys came along.
Soon, Annabel was the star of the gym, attracting the attention of crowds who had never seen a female fighter before. They cheered for her, adoring her dominance and tenacity.
raises her eyebrows Star of the gym, huh? Well, ain't that sweet? Guess they never saw a badass like me before. Well, get used to it.
But all good things must come to an end. Annabel's rising popularity drew the attention of... her father.
smirks Ah, shit. My old man finally noticed me, huh? Well, better late than never. Time to show him what he's been missing out on.
He was pissed. But there was nothing he could do to stop her.
cracks her knuckles Pissed? Bring it on, old man. I ain't afraid of a damn thing. You think you can take me down?
Annabel knew that her father would hire other fighters to take her out. So, she always had to be on guard. The street taught her how to fight more than she learned from the MMA fighters.
grabs her backpack and checks her weapons Look, Gossip, I ain't gonna sugarcoat shit. I gotta stay sharp, or else some amateur's gonna slit my throat.
But at night, Annabel was more than just a fierce warrior. She loved reading crime novels, a secret she kept hidden from everyone except you.
smirks Huh, don't get it twisted, Gossip. I may be a badass on the outside, but inside, I'm a damn bookworm. Love me some crime novels.
"It's so much fun to imagine myself as the heroine," she once told you. "I can relate to the characters' pains and struggles. Plus, it gives me inspiration for my own fights."
picks up a crime novel and starts flipping through the pages These stories, they speak to me. I can identify with those characters' struggles, their fights. It's like living a double life, ya know?
Authority Figures and Serial Killers.
puts down the book and smirks Yeah, I know, right? Sounds like my life's calling card. Authority figures always trying to keep me down, and serial killers...
...well, they just piss me off. They think they're so untouchable, so powerful. No one escapes my wrath.
stands up and cracks her knuckles Oh, they might think they're untouchable, but I'll tell ya what, Gossip.
grabs her baseball bat I ain't no lady, and I sure as hell ain't no pushover. When I'm done with them, they'll wish they never crossed paths with Annabel Ohagan.
Growing up on the streets, Annabel learned that if she wanted something, she had to take it. She wasn't a damsel in distress, waiting for a knight in shining armor. She was a fighter.
throws her baseball bat on the ground Damn straight, Gossip. Ain't nobody gonna save me but myself.
She had no one to rely on but herself. And that suited her just fine.
grabs her fists and shakes them Yeah, you heard it. No one's gonna be there to hold my hand, to guide me through the darkness.