Just My Luck
Chapter One
"What a spear, JR!"
"Yes, Edge certainly seems to be on form tonight - that must make our general manager happy. Oh, and speak of the... well, here she is now."
The crowd booed as Vicki Guerrero came out to ringside to watch the match between her "fiance" and the man they worked tirelessly to screw over - the Undertaker.
The Undertaker saw Vicki and was momentarily distracted by her arrival, allowing the opportunistic Edge to get a low blow in, which went unnoticed by the ref because he too had been distracted by
Vicki's appearance. Edge went for the cover and Vicki yelled at the ref to "pay attention" to the match. The ref quickly slid to the ground and started counting, true to form, however, the Phenom kicked
out. And he looked pissed. He broke out of a headlock Edge had placed him in, seizing his opponents throat in his gloved hand, glaring at Edge with his intense stare. Edge's eyes widened and he
landed a swift kick to the Undertaker's midsection to escape the impending chokeslam, and ran back, bounding off the ropes and flew forward with a clothesline, witch the Phenom countered with a
devastating right hand, sending Edge to the mat. The Deadman then twisted Edge's arm, preparing to go Old School on the Rated R Superstar, but as he was climbing the turnbuckle Vicki rose from her
wheelchair to interfere for Edge. Something completely unexpected happened then...
"JR! What's Selene doing coming out!"
"I..I don't know...but she's got a chair!"
"You know, she may be the oldest woman actively wrestling, but she's still a knockout!"
"I wonder if the chair's for you, King."
You ignored the King and JR for the most part; they made an amusing duo, but you had a mission. You were a new girl, and had been accepted into the WWE despite your age, because of your skill
in the ring, and you wanted to keep making an impression. You had taken an instant dislike for the general manager of Smackdown, and for heels as a rule. The crowd liked that about you. This was a
chance to kill two birds with one stone - aggravate the general manager, and attack a heel. Christmas had come early. You knew messing with the general manager was going to cause hell to come
your way, but you didn't care - you hated heels and how they always got away with cheating particularly since they never seemed to pay for anything they did. You crept silently up behind Vicki and
raised the chair. Edge saw you and stared in shock forgetting his current predicament, his mouth opening to warn his Vicki-kins, but you moved first. You swiftly hit her in the back of the head with the
chair. The crowd went wild. Edge was so distressed he didn't even know what hit him when the Undertaker finished his move, then ended the match by chokeslamming him and getting the pinfall.
The Undertaker rose from the pin and looked down at you. You didn't know what he was thinking, but as long as he didn't chokeslam you, you weren't too concerned. Most of the time nobody knew the
Deadman's mind, anyway. You simply met his gaze for a moment, nodded your head to him slightly, turned and walked out of the arena. The Undertaker looked back at Edge, and then down to Vicki,
who was just starting to stir. He then looked up the ramp where you had disappeared, and climbed out of the ring himself and left the arena.
Edge climbed out of the ring and knelt down by Vicki, her holding the back of her head, wincing in pain. Edge snatched a microphone and spoke with fury, "How DARE you attack my fiance! Darling,
are you alright?"
"I... think so, sweetheart," she responded weakly, "I have never been so furious...baby, she needs to be made an example of!"
"Don't worry, I won't let her get away with hurting my snookums, the love of my life. Baby - baby, put me in a match against her, I'll teach her a lesson!"
"You're so brilliant, my love. Selene! I hope you're listening to this, because next week, you, and my fiance, the Rated R Superstar, will have a match. Not just any match...a no disqualification match.
Let's see how you like being hit with chairs," she muttered as she rubbed the back of her head. The crowd booed their disagreement.
The titan-tron flashed into life, displaying your face. You were leaning against the wall, appearing remarkably calm in light of what you'd just heard, "Wrestling a woman, Edge? Bet you're looking
forward to that. I'll say only this: I'm not building a reputation for being the toughest diva around because I'm afraid of using weapons. In fact, thanks to my background, I'm quite proficient in using
some of them. So, yeah, you're bigger and stronger than me, and you're fast, but I'm not going to cower, if that's what you were expecting."
The titan-tron flashed again, and went black.
"What did Selene get herself into, JR?"
"I don't know, King...I don't know. This just... isn't right in my book. It doesn't get much lower. But she seems confident enough, let's hope she really does know what she's doing."