September 24th 2006, ECW/SmackDown Tapings...
"You scared the absolute fuck out of me tonight, you crazy bastard!"
Bob 'Hardcore' Holly's head snapped up when he heard that and his blue green eyes locked with the hazel brown ones that belonged to the newest member of the WWE rosters.
All of 5'1", long light brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, him knowing that the hair would be a few shades darker in a few years... and from his guess, Amanda weighed somewhere between 103 to 106 pounds. She was in her fuchsia leopard print ring outfit and in Bob's opinion, she had too much makeup on.
The Alabama native pulled himself up to where he was standing, the 24 stitches tugging into his back… here was a girl nearing adulthood yet she already had the foul mouthed attitude of a college student in a weird combination with the wiseness of an Attitude Era veteran.
Was it really just four years ago that he was being carted out on a stretcher and asked the paramedics to stop when he saw a frightened Amanda, reach over and lightly pinched her young face, telling her that he'd be okay and she shouldn't worry?
That young girl had seemingly disappeared overnight… and the blonde knew it the second he had woken up early last week and found her after a crazy night out.
"I should take you over my knee and give you a spanking for your language… but you have every right to be scared after what happened." Bom said, the two of them hugging for a few seconds and he saw the purple lipstick on her mouth.
"I'm not used to being scared, Bob… you know that." Amanda said.
"I know, kiddo… and you're washing that stuff off your face before you leave the building tonight!" Bob responded, laughing a bit when Amanda playfully shoved him before heading down the hallway.
He couldn't help but smile though, feeling proud that she was already career focused… but a part of him felt a bit sad.
'They always grow up… before I know it, she'll have a family of her own.' Bob thought after walking back into his locker room and closing the door.
Amanda stopped and took a deep breath, readjusting her low cut leopard print ring top before looking in the nearby… she was starting to see it from Bob's perspective, the makeup did age her significantly.
'Why do I feel the need to try to look older?' Amanda thought, tempted to go back to her locker room and scrub her makeup off… but she wouldn't have enough time, her match was up next.
"Hey." Amanda heard, looked and saw Tommy Dreamer walk over to her, Tommy a bit startled at how she looked… but he patted her on her back anyway and smiled. "Good luck out there, kiddo. Make us old folks proud." Tommy said, the two hugging for a few minutes before he left.
Amanda debuted her new submission finisher, the Mistress Chamber, halfway during her match against Michelle McCool and immediately, Michelle tapped out and the bell rang.
Amanda let go and her hand was raised in victory as Shock Me by Kiss blared through the arena and the fans cheered.
A new generation in a decades old business was rising… and she was one of the first ones in that new generation.
But in the backstage area, Michelle's estranged husband Jeremy Alexander immediately accosted Amanda.
"That was a cheap ass victory and a chokehold on top of that, who the hell trained you?!" Jeremy growled, Amanda immediately rearing her fist back and punching him right in the nose.
But she was unaware that Michelle was right on her trail until the blonde pulled the brunette back.
"That was a hell of a victory out there, don't let anyone tell you otherwise, kiddo." Michelle said softly, her and Amanda hugging before she sent Amanda on her way and turned back to Jeremy.
"How the hell could you congratulate that little bitch for nearly ripping your shoulder out?!" Jeremy responded after resetting his nose.
"She didn't, it's not harmed… and she did a damn good job out there. And stop dragging your feet and sign the damn divorce papers." Michelle replied before leaving…
Present time, 4/27/15, WWE Raw, Randy Orton, Amanda Cena and Roman Reigns vs Seth Rollins and Kane…
Things disintegrated fast and when Seth was launched back into the ring by Kane, Amanda took advantage and hit him with the Demon's Destruction before locking in the Demonic Sharpshooter.
Seth tapped out immediately and Amanda released the hold, her hand raised in victory and Randy picking his ex up into his arms and spinning her around.
"It's time for the reveal… will Seth face Randy Orton or Roman Reigns at Payback? Or both? Or… a mystery opponent?" Kane questioned after grabbing a microphone.
Randy and Roman steadied Amanda on her feet as the titantron revealed the poll… Randy vs Seth revealed 9%... Roman vs Seth revealed 6%... the triple threat revealed 8%.
The mystery choice revealed 77%... and then the choice was revealed to be Seth vs Amanda.
Amanda smiled in disbelief and yelled in delight as this time, it was Roman to spin her around as they hugged tightly… but Seth was absolutely livid and started swearing, despite that they were on Tv still.
"Oh damn, talk about a sore loser." Roman muttered as he steading Amanda onto her feet and lightly brushed Amanda's hair out of her face, kissing her on her forehead. "Congrats, Mandy. You earned it." He whispered.
The backstage area was where she stopped to rest for a few seconds, readjusting her black cropped lace bustier and leather shorts before Seth accosted her.
"You scheming bitch, you're getting back at me for how I've acted about you being around Balor!" Seth growled, Amanda yanking her right arm out of his left hand.
"I don't know what goes on in that head of yours but I earned my opportunity at that championship whereas you had it handed to you! And you just don't want to admit that you're not a true champion, Seth, you haven't defended it fairly! You said a while back that you don't need The Authority, you're gonna get to prove it at Payback when ALL members of The Authority are banned from ringside!" Amanda responded, briefly shouting.
Seth hadn't realised that the cameraman was nearby and filming this for the WWE Website Exclusive and was unleashing everything… as the argument escalated to physical violence, it caught the attention of Finn and Hunter and the two pulled Amanda and Seth away from each other.
"Get out of here." Hunter responded to the cameraman, who left before Hunter turned to Seth. "You put your hands on her again before your match, I'll personally strip you of that championship, Rollins! Now go!" He yelled, Seth storming off and Hunter turning to Amanda and Finn, the older of the two pressing a washcloth to the younger one's head and Hunter going and finding the trainer.
"I'm okay, Finn…" Amanda said quietly, squeezing Finn's right hand as his right arm was wrapped around her shoulders.
"Kick his ass at the pay per view and knock him off that lofty pedestal he set up… he'll realise then that you're a legitimate threat to that championship he holds close to him." Finn whispered, kissing Amanda on the top of her head.
Amanda nodded… and was damn set on doing so.