As ever, I own no one stated in this story except for Roxy. This is the second sequel to 'Lust and Lunacy'. The year is 2007. Please rate and review. This chapter is more of a brief outline, rather than a proper chapter but it will set the scene. Enjoy!

PS If you didn't read Lust & Lunacy, this might notmake much sense to you. To read the first sequel to Lust & Lunacy, The Bitter End, click on my user name. Please review it, the following chapters will make more sense with them too!


It was the Raw after the night of Wrestlemania 23. The WWE's owner, Vincent Kennedy McMahon walked down to the ring with a purpose. He smiled to the fans, many of which knew why he was down there. Picking up a microphone, the aging promoter began his speech.

"As many of you know, last night at the biggest event known to man, Wrestlemania 23. Raw's General Manager Eric Bishoff lost to Theodore R Long and not only lost his match, but he also lost his job. That left me with a dilemma, or so I thought. I sat in my office, and I considered who would do a good job keeping Raw in order. I must have sat in my leather chair for about an hour until I came up with an idea. I came up with a person that although has only ever shared the duties of General Manager once before, I felt she was the perfect candidate for the job. We haven't seen her in a while so please give it up for Roxanna Richards!"

Roxanna walked out to the ring to a mixed reaction. Many people were glad to see her back, others didn't really know how to act. The last time the fans had seen her inside a WWE ring was two years ago, after Wrestlemania 21...

Flashback: Monday, 4th April 2005: Lita, Kurt Angle, Roxy and Randy Orton were stood in the ring, silence. Roxy had just learnt that Randy was using her to create the first 4th generation superstar in WWE history.

"That's it, I'm outta here!" Roxy muttered.

Randy stopped her. He took a hold of her left arm. She looked into his huge blue eyes. She stopped in her tracks and stood back at her spot in the ring.

"Rox, I know that I've been a pretty lousy boyfriend but please, give me one more chance. I promise to make it up to you, I'll get to know you better, inside out if that's what it takes. Just please, don't give up on us yet." Randy pleaded, holding Roxy's hand while doing so.

Roxy shook her head. Deep down, she knew that she was making a mistake. Her head was saying no, but her heart was saying yes.

"Roxy, I love you, please?" Randy continued "I'll do anything you want me to, I'll give you anything you want just please, don't go!"

"Randy, I love you and I care about you but i'm not in love with you. I can't commit to anything, I'm sorry."

Randy felt his heart snap in two. Man, why did he say the things he had done?

"Please Roxy..."

"I'm sorry Randy. Listen, one day, there will be a girl out there that you will be willing to give your heart and soul to. I just don't think I'm that girl. Please Randy, give me time."

Randy nodded as tears tumbled down his face. Roxy kissed him gently on the temple before walking with both Lita and Kurt to the backstage area. All three people went to get into their cars immediately, not once looking back.

Randy stood in the ring. Nobody could replace Roxanna. Not ever.

"Roxy!" He whimpered collapsing his head on the top rope that faced the entrance.

End of Flashback.

Roxy got into the ring as Mr McMahon handed her his microphone. She smiled. She really had missed the roaring on the crowed.

"Wow...It's great to be back!" she started "Ummm, as many of you know, two years ago was the last time I was on Raw and it wasn't exactly how I wanted to leave the wrestling business, not through them circumstances. But now I'm back, with a Vengeance and ready to shape Raw up! Next week on Raw, we are going to have ourselves a Draft Lottery!"

The crowed cheered as Mr McMahon clapped in approval.

"Also, one on one next week, it shall be Raw's champion, Triple H, vs Smackdown's champion Eddie Guerrero! But I would just like to point out one thing; whether we were friends, enemies or whatever before now it is time for us all to be professional and to get along like civil human beings. Whether you like it or not, I AM Raw's General Manager and that's how it shall stay!"

Roxy stated, leaving the ring with a big smile plastered all over her face. It truly was the chance of a new beginning.

After the show had ended, Roxy went and got in her new black & silver sports car before driving back to her flat in New York.

She speeded down the American Highway, wind sweeping through her long, curled, brownish hair. Her smile still remained as she shoved a CD into the player.

Since she had left the WWE, she had been single. Ok, strictly, it wasn't true. Gavin. Yes, Gavin, whom she had met in England, was his name. He worked for her Mother, Charlotte, who had introduced them. He was gorgeous in a kind of rough, 'I'm not straight edged' way. Quite tall, he had like shoulder length, black hair and the most gorgeous, dark chocolate brown, meltable eyes. His smile was charming yet arrogant and his dress sense was unique. Everything about him was infatuating, especially his butt!

At first Roxy didn't want anything to do with him, not after everything with Mr Orton. Gavin though was so damn persistent. He wanted her, and after some convincing from her Mother, him and her started going out together. When she told him she was moving back to America, he was more than happy to go with her to manage her Mother's business from across the British side of the pond.

The funniest thing about it all was, her Mother had forced her into a relationship Roxy wasn't ready for and then didn't seem overly happy when she tried to get away from everything. Gavin was a charmer, perhaps too much so...

Roxy though, had made a few rules to herself. She liked not having any out of work commitments and felt that at age 21, she should be living life how she wants to, not how anyone else wants her to.

At last, Roxy was back at her flat. She parked her car in a parking space and walked inside her flat. It no longer stunk of cigarette fumes and alcohol but of the sweet sent of lavender.

Once inside her flat, Roxy kicked her shoes off and removed her blazer. She slouched on her settee and turned the TV on. She smiled to herself when she saw her speech being re-aired on TV from Raw. Life was certainly good at that moment in time, but what about next week after the Draft Lottery?