Hello, WWE Fanfiction Universe! This is my latest wrestling fanfic. Third one too. :) I decided to write this based on recent events on the show. The basis comes from the idea of an evil king or dictator's rule being challenged by unlikely people. In this case, the WWE Divas, mainly Brie Bella. So, I hope you enjoy. :)
P.S. This story has nothing to do with whatever the people are like outside of wrestling. I decided to write it as if their characters are real and Monday Night Raw is their world. Just thought you should know.
A Diva's Courage
Chapter 1
one...two...three!
Randy Orton's music blared and the WWE universe let out cries of indignation and upset as the viper got up and stood looking down at the limp form of Daniel Bryan. His grin was sadistic as he reached down to pull Daniel out of the corner to the center of the ring where he proceeded to stomp on the bearded wrestler's arms and legs, causing him to cry out in pain and roll onto his side. He gave one last stomp on the head, knocking Daniel unconscious. When he was done there, he slid out beneath the ropes, reached under the ring, and brought out a black steel chair. Sliding it into the ring, he climbed back in and picked it up. He paused to relish in his power over the helpless Daniel Bryan amidst the deafening boos of the audience. It was easy to guess what he would do next. Lifting Daniel's head, he wedged it securely into the folded chair and backed away a few paces to the corner of the ring. There was pause, then he ran forward, stomping hard on the chair. Daniel's body jerked once and went still again...
"No!" screamed Brie Bella from where she looked on backstage. Nikki wrapped a comforting arm around her sister's shoulders as the tears slid down her cheeks. This match had been the last hope of the rebellion against Triple H and Stephanie's reign. If Daniel had won, it would have boosted confidence, given all the wrestlers in the roster a reason to continue fighting. Now, not only had Daniel lost, but he'd been completely obliterated, tortured by Orton. Distraught, Brie ducked out from her sister's embrace and made her way to the stage entrance where she knew they'd bring in the severely injured Daniel. She froze when she got there. Randy had come in first, a cool smile on his lips. He regarded her with predatory eyes. She didn't know what to do, so she stared at him with daggers in her own dark eyes.
He didn't react to her aggression, but murmured as he walked by, "Maybe now you'll consider my offer." Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at his retreating back. That bastard! Did he really expect her to drop Daniel for him, as he'd suggested about a week ago? No matter appearances, she was not a shallow woman. A short time later, medics rushed in, pulling Daniel Bryan on a gurney. She rushed with them to a room where they treated injured wrestlers. They worked over him, asking questions about whether this and that hurt. He was conscious again, but seemed to be in a lot of pain. It was finally decided that he needed to go to a hospital. The medical staff left to give Daniel and Brie some privacy. She gently took his hand in her's. He groaned slightly, but didn't tell her to let go.
There was a pause, and Daniel finally said, "We've failed."
Brie was surprised by this. "What are you talking about?"
His eyes closed in an expression of defeat. "I've been beaten. And judging by how much pain I'm in right now, I doubt I'll be able to come back for a while. The resistance will die."
Brie shook her head. "No. No, that won't happen. You've already inspired so many wrestlers to fight back. They won't give up."
He opened his eyes and looked sadly into her's. "How long will that last? First John Cena, now me. With no one to lead the rebellion, it'll end. The Mcmahon's reign will continue and they'll keep tearing the good wrestler's down and building the bad one's up. I may not have a job to come back to."
Brie felt the tears coming on again and fought them back. She could see the truth of his words, but didn't want to accept it. Stubbornly she insisted, "It won't end."
Daniel offered her a small smile and lifted a hand to stroke her cheek. "That's what I love most about you Brie. You're so full of hope. Maybe it'll be enough to save this company." With those words, he lapsed into unconsciousness again. The medics came in shortly after that to take him to the waiting ambulance. She held his hand until he was out of her reach.
As she was walking out of the room Daniel had been in and into the hall, she felt eyes on her and looked up with mild surprise to see Randy leaning on the opposite wall, arms folded across his muscular, T-shirt clad chest. "What do you want?" she hissed, filling the question with as much venom as she could muster. Randy only smiled, which angered her even more.
"Just came to see what the verdict was about Daniel. It's always good to see how much your work pays off."
"Go to Hell." she replied, spitting the words at him. She hated this man with a passion. Turning to walk away, she froze when one of his large hands grabbed her arm with a grip like iron.
"I wasn't done talking to you Brie."
"Well I'm done talking to you." She tried to rip her arm away, but he wouldn't let go. "Let go of me!"
"Your boyfriend's not here...why don't we go somewhere more private?" His voice was a purr in her ear.
"No!" she screamed, getting ready to turn around and slap him across the face.
"The lady said to let her go. Maybe you should listen, Orton." said a voice behind them. Randy released her and they both looked to see the Miz standing there, fully dressed in a fancy gray suit, his brown hair slicked back.
"Why is it any of your business, Miz?" asked Randy angrily. Brie peeked over his broad shoulder to mouth a silent thank you, to which Miz nodded almost imperceptibly, hardly breaking eye contact with Randy. Things looked like they might get ugly, so Brie got out of there as fast as she could.
A few weeks passed, and things went from bad, to worse. Daniel Bryan wouldn't be able to come back for several months due to a few broken bones. She was with him as much as possible, but he encouraged her to keep working, even though she was tempted to quit. She kept the incident with Randy to herself, knowing that it would only make Daniel even more frustrated. He wanted so badly to come back and continue to lead the resistance.
Meanwhile, his predictions seemed to be coming true. Stephanie and Triple H were on a power trip, tearing down all who opposed them. The Shield seemed to patrol the halls like nazi secret police, picking on anyone who said anything bad about the bosses. Even Big Show, his heart hardened, did Stephanie's bidding without a second thought. While the wrestlers were tormented, the divas remained ignored, nothing more than a little show between all the big stuff, occasionally harrassed by the bad guys, who insisted they were hot stuff. Randy continued trying to get Brie's attention. When they saw each other in the halls, he would wink at her, sometimes brushing her arm with his fingers. She was able to ignore it easily enough, but then he cornered her in the break room. literally. "Get out of my way." she said in a firm voice, clutching a container of salad in her hands. He didn't move, instead continuing to leer at her in a repulsive way.
"You sure you haven't been thinking about it Brie?"
"Thinking about what?" she asked sharply. Her patience was wearing thin.
He raised one long arm to caress her cheek. She flinched away. "All the things you want me to do to you." he said with a smirk.
"You're insane, now move." She tried to walk around him, but he got in her way again. "I am warning you Randy."
"Warning me?" he asked in a teasing voice, like he didn't think she could hurt him.
She was about to prove him wrong.
"You asked for it." In one quick jerk of her leg, she kneed him in the place where it would hurt a man most. While he was bent over, groaning in pain, she slipped past him.
After break, Brie made her way to the general manager's office. Brad Maddox was an agreeable guy, if not gullible. She was sure that, with the right words, she could convince him to do anything. She got to the office, opened the door, and nearly went right back out. Brad was there alright, along with Triple H and Stephanie. "Ah, Brie!" said Stephanie, like she was happy to see one of the Bella twins there. A huge smile was planted on her face. Brie smiled in return, so as not to seem hostile. Then again, the Bella twins were the face of the diva's division. Maybe she was happy to see Brie. "What can we do for you?"
As she walked all the way into the sparse office and stood in front of the three of them, she was overcome with a sense of intimidation. Could she really say what she wanted to in front of them? Would they tear her down for it? She decided to give it her best shot. "Um, I actually wanted to make a suggestion to Brad about a match for tonight."
Stephanie's genial smile remained in place as she said, "Well, anything you have to say to Brad, you can certainly say to us." She gestured to herself and her mammoth of a husband behind her, who nodded in agreement, a small smile on his face.
Oh, boy. Here it goes. "I was thinking it would be...best for business...if you made a match between the Shield and Randy Orton, the Big Show, and...Ryback." She added lamely, realizing that she probably hadn't thought this through very well. It had sounded so much better in her head.
Stephanie pursed her lips, then said, "You really think that would be best for business Brie? Or are you still upset about what Randy did to Daniel a few weeks ago?"
Brie hesitated before saying, "That might be part of it, but-"
"Well, how about this," interrupted Stephanie. "You want revenge on Orton? You'll get it. We were just talking about a mixed tag match between you, Nikki, and the Miz and Randy Orton, Leyla, and AJ Lee. Sound good?"
Brie had already gotten her own, personal revenge on Orton, but knew that any protests would receive negative responses. So, she nodded meekly and turned from the room.
Later that night, the Bella twins' music blared and the two girls strutted out with their usual flair. But underneath, Brie felt the nerves writhe in her stomach. All night, she'd been hatching a plan in her head. It was crazy, and could potentially get her fired, but she had to do it. If she took a stand, others would soon follow.
The Miz came out after them, a look of grim determination on his handsome face. He still wanted revenge on Orton after what the man had done to him in front of his parents. Tonight would be his chance to get it.
Brie felt bad that he wouldn't get that chance.
AJ Lee came skipping out with the Diva's Championship slung over her slender shoulder, quickly followed by Leyla. People booed and cheered at the same time. There was a pause before Randy Orton's song played and he walked slowly and ominously down the ramp, a look of malicious intent in his sharp features. He threw a fierce scowl in Brie's direction as he got in the ring right next to her and stalked to his corner with AJ and Leyla. The bell rang and the Miz started off against Randy. The two wrestlers circled each other before going at it while the four divas watched. Grinning mischievously, Nikki leaned over to Brie and muttered, "Shall we try a littler twin magic for this one?" It was a famous tactic of their's, where the dark-haired girls switched places when the referee wasn't looking. They were rarely caught. Though Brie appreciated her sister's cunning, she shook her head absently, her mind focused only on what she planned to do.
Though the Miz had the upper hand in the beginning of the match, he soon became overcome by the viper's devious moves; He stumbled backwards, just within reach of Brie's hand. She tagged herself in.
The Miz looked at her in disbelief mixed with frustration. He wasn't ready to get out yet. He relented though, and Brie found herself face-to-face with Randy Orton. He was a tall, dangerous man with cold, merciless eyes that were trained on her. Despite that, she knew he couldn't attack her. It was against the rules for a wrestler to go up against a diva, fairness and all that.
But that wouldn't stop her from attacking him.
In one quick movement, Brie leapt at him.
Thank you for reading! I promise that I will update as soon as I can. In the meantime, please review and tell me what you think. Thanks!
