Picture this: A young woman trampled by her 'millions and millions' of fans, destined to be rescued, only to awaken upon the vision of hunk-o-rama before her... well, you know what they say: imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. :-)

Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE nor it's wrestlers, that honor belongs to Vince, Linda, Shane O'Mac, Marissa and Stephanie.

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Thanks JoAnne for your help in giving me the idea for this story. :)

Prologue: I was uninformed.. :(
Dressed all in black, Nora aka Molly Holly angrily stormed out into the arena. Trish stared her down from the other side of the ring, "Revenge is sweet wench!" Trish screamed, shaking her fist in the air. Sliding into the ring, Nora started pounding on Trish, and pulled her out into the crowd.
Just then a fan screamed, "It's the Rock, he's out in the parking lot!" Momentarily distracted, the women just stared out at the frenzied crowd surrounding them. Suddenly, Nora felt a kick in her back.
"Nora!" Trish yelled, going out of character. Everything went black.