What a thug wants

What a thug wants...

This fic takes place after Judgment Day. And just so you don't flame me for every Mary Sue fic posted, I'm forewarning you, this may be a little Mary Sue (just on screen OC, not the off screen OC.)

I. Introducing The Brown Bombshells

(On Camera)

Kurt Angle sits in the center ring, with microphone in hand. Along side him are two light-skinned young women, dressed like they'd just came from a Jay- Z video set. He addressed the crowd. "Torrie? Dawn? Could you ladies come out here a moment?"

The crowd went wild as Dawn Marie's music blared as she came out in one of her skimpy ring outfits. It got even wilder when Torrie Wilson came out after her in one of her skimpy ring outfits. Kurt could have called on any of the six newly drafted Divas from Raw, but he chose two of Smackdown's original divas out of the blue. They hated each other, so why would he call them out to the ring together? They stood inside the ring and waited for Kurt to continue.

"Thank you ladies for joining us. Tonight. Now, I have honors of introducing to you and the Smackdown audience to my two latest discoveries." Dawn and Torrie stared at each other confused. "Ladies and Gentleman of the Smackdown Arena, please meet..." He pointed to his right at the brunette with golden highlights. "Elexis Sinclair and..." Then to his left at the fiery redhead. "Charli Baltimore." Wolf-whistles and shouts came from the audience. "Now ladies, with the addition of Molly Holly, Nidia, Stacy Keibler, and the Women's Champion, Victoria; Mr. McMahon allowed me to find a few new faces for my show. But he said they must be Divas, and they must be good."

The crowd boos Kurt, as Dawn and Torrie stare at him horrified. "I know what you thinking. You're thinking I'm going to fire you and replace you with these lovely ladies. But no, I'm not." He pauses to look up at the two divas beside him smirk evilly. "...Dawn, I am going to let you wait on what I have planned for you. But Torrie I'll admit, I'm still bitter after the whole incident with Big Show. But you've been throught the eye of the storm. So I'm going to go a little easier on you, but I'll let you know your fate later as well. Until then..." He sneered. "...Enjoy the show." Dawn stared at Kurt as he was being wheeled out by a rather large man, then being followed by the two women. What was Angle up to, they all thought.

John Cena back stage all set for his match. When he saw a candy red haired girl come out of Angle office, along with a brunette of the same complexion. They both had the Video girl bodies, and were gorgeous. But there was something about the red head that got his juices flowing. The girls were talking and giggling about something when John rolled up behind the redhead. "Ah, you must be the new talent I've heard so much about."

That voice sent chills down Charli's spine. She turned to face John, trying to mask her obvious attraction. "Yeah, I guess you could say that." She replied in a matured southern accent.

"Damn, babygirl, am I going get a name or what?" John asked, in his usual cocky manner.

"Charli." She replied snooty. "This here is my girl, Lex." Elexis waved at John, smirking. She knew exactly what Charli was about to do.

"'Sup." He told Lex. "Yo, it's nice to meet you, Charli. I can tell that you're gonna be an..." He looked her up and down. "... 'asset' to me. My bad, I mean Thursday night."

Charli laughed. "For real? I mean I really hope I can live up all the other bimbos. I want to make a real good impression." Lex snickered; watching them flirt, was just too damn funny. "Hm... I like yo style playa." She started playing with his chain.

"If you like how I flow, why don't you escort me out to my match tonight?" Charli got really close to his face as if she were about to plant one on him, and said, "I don't think so." Lex erupted with laughter, as she Charli took off for the locker room. John stood there, just being played. He heard Lex's voice laughing in the distance as ran. "...Chuck, you a trip."

"A'ight then." He said to himself. "We'll see who got who." He walked off saying "...Damn, she got a phat ass."

Torrie was in the middle of her match against Stacy. Right now, Stacy was having the upper hand. Torrie laid on the ring floor, as Stacy stood on top of the turnbuckle about to dive on her. Stacy jumped, Torrie rolled over, and Stacy hit the match flat on her face. Torrie crawled over her, pinned her, winning the match. As she began backing up to leave the ring, Charli ran out to the ring, knocking Torrie in her back. Torrie turned around to hit her in her chest. Charli then grabbed her by the throat, and chokeslammed Torrie into the mat! This surprised everybody, this chick came from out of no where and amazingly laid the smackdown on poor Torrie.

Just as Charli, pulled Torrie up to her feet. Lex came out with Dawn, Dawn was being forced out by her hair. Lex forced her into the ring. Charli took Torrie and backdropped her onto the mat. Lex and Dawn were throwing blows back and forth at each other. Lex was forced into an irish whip, Dawn smiled as she prepared for Lex to turn back. But instead of Dawn getting a hit in, Lex speared Dawn into the ropes. Lex and Charli nodded at each other. Lex then whipped Dawn toward the other side of the ring. When she came back, Charli and Lex locked arms and clotheslined her into the center of the ring. Charli and Lex stood over their victims groaning in pain.

Then Kurt came back out, and annouced to the battered women on the mat, "All right, ladies now's the time I should tell that you two will be facing Charli and Elexis in a tag match at Summerslam."

(Off Camera)

The show was over. Everybody had headed back to his or her hotels. Charlene Richardson had been sitting in the lobby talking to her sister over her cell phone. "...Trina, you said you'd be here to see me tonight." She complained. "Whatever, its always work with you. Anyways, I got my first match next Thursday in San Diego. Can't you fly out there and see me? You live not even two hours away. A'ight whateva, Love you too, Bye Trick." She turned her phone off, actually wanting to chuck across the lobby. Katrina had, once again, blown her off to go record some stupid song. R&B Singers...

Charlene looked down at the carpeting, not noticing the figure opposite her. "That didn't sound good." A male voice told her.

She looked up to John. "Tell me about it." She replied. "You make your television debut. And none of your family can come see you."

"Ayo, it's alright." John tried to comfort her. "I mean, there's always next week. You haven't had an actual match yet. I'm sure they'll be around."

Charlene shook her head. "Thanks John." She liked his sincerity. "Ya know, how could they give you a character that's always such a meathead. But you're actually a really nice kid."

"Thank you, I think." He replied.

Charlene smiled at him, looking at the paper in his hand. "What's that?" "A 'freestyle' for next week."

"The one about me?"

"Yeah, but it's still a work in progress..."

"Lemme see." Charlene lunged for it, taking it away from him. John looked down at the floor in embarassment. Charlene scanned the paper, and giggled at the things she read. It was quite flattering to her.

"Ay, I said it was a work in progress. You ain't gotta laugh."

"Nah, nah. It's not like that, Bay (a/n-short for baby.) It's actually pretty good. I haven't had a dude make a rap about me."

"For real?"

"Well, not if you include some weak ass lines from broke fools back in high school. Think they got game, HA!"

He laughed. "You be wildin' you know that?"

"That's me, boy, Charles from North Kakalack. Dirty south chick through and through."

He continued to laugh at her silliness. "I never met anybody like you, girl." He said.

"You date them preppy girls, don't you?" She arched her eyebrow.

"Why you say that?"

"Because you said you've never met anybody like me. I'm pretty much your typical ghetto girl."

"A'ight, if you must know. Then yeah, my last few girlfriends were from the suburbs."

"That's what I thought."

"Hey, what about you now? You ever dated anybody from the suburbs?"

"Boy, please. Not I haven't been attracted to them, I've just never acted on those feelings."

John was about to say something when Dawn, came thought the front entrance. Charlene's heart sank, "Well, look's like yo girl's here."

John got up and took Dawn's hand. "Yeah, I gotta bounce. See ya tomorrow, Charlene."

"Night John. 'Night Dawn. Have fun, a'ight?" They walked off to the elevator. Charlene raced up the stairs to her room. She had to hurry to her room before Dawn, John, or anybody else saw her go in. Her room happened to be next to Dawn's; and what's worst is, the walls were like paper so Charlene could hear everything that goes on.

Charlene had successfully got in her room without being noticed. She fell back onto her bed. She groaned with disappointment. Why couldn't she tell John how she felt? Sure, she'd heard the rumors that he'd got around. But John Cena was the only guy in that company that she'd been blissfully attracted to. Hell, he was the reason that confirmed her choice to train for this business.

God, Charlene was feenin' for John. Yeah, he was a player, but so was she. The thing was Charlene had never been attracted to a white guy like she was to John. His eyes were gorgeous, his smile: Perfect, and that body, oh Man, that body: fucking smokin'! From what she hears he's no too bad in the bedroom department either. Maybe that's because he got around, but hey, if you were a guy who looked him, you would too.

It was about midnight, the TV was illumining the room, and Charlene had been dozing on and off. She'd been lying on the bed about to really doze off, when she'd started hearing kind of a sneaking noise coming from the next room. She didn't pay it any mind and began to rest. But she grew to full attention when she heard a woman's voice. She couldn't really make it out, at first. But it grew louder as the squeaking turned into thumping against the wall. It was Dawn's voice. Charlene then knew exactly what was happening. Dawn and John were in the next room getting their swerve on. Charlene was in awe of what was happening. "Damn, he's good." She said to herself, listening to Dawn's voice break as if someone were beating on her back or something.

They were at for hours, too. Charlene was surprised she got any sleep. She'd waken up when the noise stopped. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard John's voice toward the door as if he were leaving. Charlene rushed to the door, as she heard Dawn's door close. She stood in her doorway, to watch him walk off. He had gotten into the elevator with out noticing her. As those doors closed, she sighed, leaning her head back against the wall. She knew then, she couldn't let Dawn or any other woman have him anymore.