AN: Story Intro

Lllllaaaaddddieeesss and gentlemen; boys and girls; children of all ages. The DX Army proudly brings to you the 5 star, best of all time DX Story in the WWWWOOORRRLLLDDD! Your authors and creators: "PyroActive" Tabitha Ryder; "Karma Beep" Cassie Copeland. Fifty. Shades. Of. Green.

Now, this story is mostly based on true facts and true events, while adding our own swing to them. Most scenarios are not fully realistic such as: timing and dating of curtain events/matches, the retirement of some Superstars, relationships with people in the locker room, and other simple matters. And if you're not down with that. We got two words for ya'. SUCK IT! While wildly gesturing an X over lower regions

Ok, now that, that is out of the way, Hello Tabitha here. In case you didn't get, this is a DX story. Like it says above, not everything is gonna be in the right order. For starters, this story starts on the 1,000 Episode of Raw. Yes, it will have the right date, but in this story, we are making it seem like some DX moments didn't happen until AFTER the 1,000 episode. Oh, and Shawn Michaels hasn't retired yet. Well, that's about it for the moment. On with the story!

Character Info

Name: J.C. Michaels (Janelle Clairese Michaels)

Age: 25

Family: Brother-Shawn Michaels

Friends: Jeff Hardy, DX guys, CM Punk, John Cena, Matt Hardy, Lita, Kofi Kingston, Zack Ryder, Randy Orton

Mentors: Shawn Michaels, Triple H, Stone Cold Steve Austin, Undertaker, Big Show

Ring Name: WWE's Own Little Sweetheart soon to be LIX (Live It Xtreme)

Looks Like: Jacqueline (Jackie) Emerson (Foxface from The Hunger Games) with blonde hair with neon green streaks; 5 foot 2; 130 lbs

Info: Was the third official member of D-Generation X. Has made a few appearances at the WWE. Best friends with Jeff Hardy. Shows up on 1,000 Episode. Helped 'take over' WCW.

Personality: Goofy, funny, smart, super kind, can be a real bitch when need be, loyal, trust worthy

Chapter 1: 1,000 Episode of Raw

"From January 11, 1993, to July 23, 2012, for the 1,000th time. We welcome you to Monday Night RAW. We are live and sold out 18,318 WWE fans, here in St. Louis. Michael Cole, Hall of Famer-Jerry Lawler ring side. It is a night of celebration," I vaguely heard Michael Cole say from the T.V. near by that was broad casting the 1,000 episode of Raw. The screams from the crowd were amazing. All those dedicated fans here to celebrate this memorable day. 'Oh, what surprises tonight holds' I thought to myself as I continued to watch the T.V., while also waiting my cue.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, The Chairman of the WWE: Mr. McMahon," the announcer bellowed out as Mr. McMahon's music blared on the BigTron. I watched as he made his way down the ramp and into the ring, with a standing ovation from the crowd-which was cleverly pointed out by the ever-so-observant Michael Cole. I listened while Jerry and Michael discussed how proud Mr. McMahon must feel about this special day. I tuned the T.V. out temporally, turning around in my seat to see my older brother walking into the room. "Hey big bro," I called out smiling at him, "you ready?" "Of course I'm ready," he replied. "The question is, are you ready," he asked smugly. "I was born ready," I told him, my voice full of confidence. "I better get going. Don't want to be late," he called, walking back out the door. "Good luck," I yelled after him as he rounded the corner. "You, too," I heard his fading reply.

Turning back to the T.V., I saw Mr. McMahon had finally made it into the ring and was addressing the still roaring audience. "I just wanted to say 'Thank you'," he started before he was interrupted; by the crowd chanting 'Thank You Vince'. "I would also like to say," he said, pausing for dramatic effect. "Welcome, to Monday Night RAW," Vince cried, along with an insane amount cheering and screaming from the fans. "And please welcome, D-Generation X," he yelled gesturing toward the BigTron. And with that, DX's entrance music started, quickly followed by Shawn Michaels and Triple H coming out decked in DX apparel. They came down the ramp, throwing their signature DX glow sticks into the crowd. I couldn't help but smile at this, 'Glad to see the boys back together'. Once in the ring and after much prancing and jumping around, they lined up to do their signature 'Suck It' taunt. Before they could, Shawn walked to the ropes and grabbed two mics.

"Wait…wait…wait…" Shawn started 'breathing heavily', "I…I…got…I gotta catch my breath," he finished laughing lightly. "Ok," he said as he and Triple H roamed the ring a little. "Now, don't get me wrong, I'm feeling this," Shawn said while wildly gesturing to and around himself and Hunter. "Ok, I am feeling this. I just feel like I'm missing something," he continued; the whole while, pacing around the ring. "I mean, obviously. I can see that I have my pants on. I know that I remembered my underwear. Because I can feel them bunching up as I'm talking. But, I still feel like, you know, something's missing." 'Oh Shawnie Boy! Glad to know you're wearing underwear today,' I laughed to myself. "It just…doesn't…you know," Shawn said to Hunter with that goofy grin of his. "No, something, yeah you're right Shawn. Something, something's missing. I can't put my finger on what it is," Triple H agreed. So, Shawn and Triple H went through the process of figuring out what was missing. In the end, they agreed that they were both wearing all of their DX merchandise. And they were both-Thank God-wearing their underwear.

Then, light bulb! While Triple H was checking to make sure that his underwear, was indeed, on. He suddenly turned to Shawn and said, "You know what. Hold on. Didn't there use to be…more of us?" I swear that crowd went nuts. Shawn and Triple H looked out into the audience with slightly confused faces, as though they were contemplating if there were in fact more of them. After a few dramatic moments of the guys 'thinking' about Hunter's question, Triple H spoke into his mic, over the roaring of the crowd. "I can't hear you. I said, 'Didn't there use to be more of us?'," he questioned while facing the fans. If possible, the crowd grew even louder all of them anticipating what is to come.

On cue, Shawn Michaels and Triple H both pointed up to the BigTron and stage. At that moment, the DX music started to play while 'Road Dog' Jessie James, 'Bad Ass' Billy Gunn, and X-Pac came out on an army jeep. All the guys dressed in their own DX shirts and bands. Along with their DX glow sticks and camo cargo pants. The crowd was loving it! When they finally made it into the ring, all five guys were passing around 'man hugs' and such; waving to the still roaring audience. After a little bit of the excitement died down, Road Dog and Bad Ass both climbed up onto the turn buckles while X-Pac, Shawn, and Triple H lined up in the middle. All five of them did a three count of DX's famous 'Suck It' taunt accompanied with fireworks, followed up by a fourth taunt as a finale.

With that, the DX guys spent a moment or two jumping around the ring waving at the audience. Honestly acting like a bunch of kids on Christmas. Somewhere along the way, Road Dog Jessie James found himself a microphone. "Oh this should be interesting," I laughed to myself, "some fool's given Jessie a mic!" "St. Louis! We're about to take you, on a Missioura [I know this is misspelled, I did that to try and get Jessie's accent in there. This also goes for any dialogue that is misspelled.] boat ride," he said while starting to pace up and down the ring, "Straight down memory lane! Now then. Lllaaadddiiieeesss and gentlemen; boys and girls; children of all ages. Tonight D-Generation Xproudly brings to you, its FIVE TIME Tag Team Champions of the WWWOOORRRLLLDDD! The 'Road Dog' Jessie James," he screamed while the rest of DX pointed to Road Dog, "The 'Bad Beep' Billy Gun," he yelled, beeping out Ass himself, and DX again pointed out Billy. "The New. Aged. Outlaws," Road Dog cheered along with the crowd and the rest of DX. The crowd erupted! 'Everyone is so happy to see DX back! I know I sure am,' I smirked to myself.

Lifting his own microphone up, Triple H started addressing the still screaming fans. "Wow! If that isn't a start! But I just gotta know one thing. Are you ready," he asked the crowd. "Wait, wait, wait," Shawn cried, interrupting Hunter again that night. "There's something else that's missing." I smiled to myself as I walked out of the room. At Shawn's comment, the crowd exploded. Little did they know, that what-well who-Shawn was talking about, was waiting just inside the gorilla position; waiting for their cue. Back in the ring, Shawn was continuing his speech. "In honor of the 1,000 Episode of RAW, I have a little surprise for the WWE Universe! I would like to introduce the third official member of the D-Generation X; WWE's Own Little Sweetheart; and my baby sister! Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome J.C. Michaels!"

And for the third time that night, DX's music broke out over the BigTron. 'This is it,' I thought to myself. I crossed my fingers, closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and said a quick prayer. "Here goes nothing," I said as I reopened my eyes and stepped out from the gorilla and onto the stage. The moment I was in the spot light, my heart stopped.

AN: And that folks, is the end of Chapter 1! Wow over 1,300 words in the first Chapter! And that's just counting the story itself! Not to bad! Well we hope you enjoyed it! Chapter 2 will be up as soon as I finish writing it. Reviews are not necessary. My sister and I will not require Reviews for us to continue, but they are all welcome. So send them in. May they be good or bad! I'll try and post the next Chapter tomorrow, but I'm not making any promises. So until next time: Peace. Love. And Green Spray Paint!

~ "PyroActive" Tabitha Hardy