The crowd was roaring with approval. Sam Stratus was on the brink of her fifth title reign as women's champion and the packed out arena knew what was coming. The feisty brunette played up to the crowd as her rival slowly staggered back to her feet. Sam turned her attention back to the matter at hand and focussed on the blondes head.
Trish straightened up and turned around; she walked straight into Sam's arms who twisted ran up the ropes and flipped over smashing her head into the canvass of the ring. Cats Cradle one of the deadliest moves in the WWE. The crowd was ravenous for the pin count. Nobody ever kicked out of cats cradle wherever they were the run of the mill diva or any wrestler that got on her bad side.
The pin count. The screaming. The adrenaline. For several minutes Sam simply gazed in amazement. She'd done it again; picked up the women's championship for the fifth time in two years. The dirt sheets were calling her the greatest wrestler of all time. She was constantly involved in the main event story lines. Her current rivalry with her biological sister Trish was the most intense the world of women's wrestling had ever seen thanks to the realistic tragic back-story. She had fought alongside the best, been a part of the most influential factions, managed Shawn Michaels her idol and had blown the WWE and their image of women in the business to smithereens.
The boys in the back loved her and accepted her, the legends admired the tenacity she brought to everything and indulged her requests for stories, the girls loved working with her as she made them look good. Vince doted on her; his little discovery he had found working the warehouse of ECW illegally at 15. She had made a place for herself inside the WWE family and the McMahon family having become best friends with the youngest daughter, the rebellious Elizabeth.
Sam Stratus was at the top of her game.
One week later Sam Stratus was lying in a hospital bed.
One week later Sam Stratus was told she would never be able to have children.
One week later Sam Stratus was told she would never wrestle again.
One week later Sam Stratus was told she would never walk again.
One week and one day later Sam Stratus celebrated her 19th birthday.
