Authors note: In no way are the characters in this story reflections of any of the WWE talent in real life. Apologies if anyone is offended by how their favourite is portrayed, but I don't write these to give everyone a constant happy. This story will follow the general direction of Raw Diva action (or lack of Diva action) each week, but will differ in several respects.

Disclaimer: Anything you recognise I don't own. Sadly enough, the idea isn't even really mine. It's Bears. She's just lending it to me. This is in response to the lack of Lilian this week on Monday Night.

This isn't your typical Diva story. This is what I would actually like to see happen in the WWE, for the girls to be treated as equals and not just T & A. For God's sake, respect them as athletes and give them credible characters in the very least. I hate the way the current Women's Division is, I can think of myabe four female competitiors on both Smackdown! and Raw that should be there to compete. You'll find that the Diva's I take the piss out of in this story aren't among them. Any ideas, things you would like to see, put it in a review and it will be taken into consideration.

All feedback is greatly appreciated.

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"There is no way you're going out there tonight."

"You can't stop me."

"I can, and I will. You don't do what we ask, you don't get to announce Raw tonight. I'm sorry Lilian, but that's the way things work around here," Shane McMahon replied gently. "You should know this by now; you've been here long enough."

Glaring at him she spun away, refusing to let him see the distress spread across her face. "Let me get this straight."

"Go ahead, I'm listening." He leant back against his desk, resting his weight on his hands as he stood before her."But let me tell you now Lilian, Justin will be announcing the show tonight. Nothing can change that." One look at her face made him sorry he'd spoken at all. Holding up his hands in surrender he chuckled slightly under his breath. "Okay, okay."

"I do everyone a favour by singing the anthem at No Way Out last night," she began slowly. "I go out of my way, fly across the country to help you out cos' some scrawny little Diva wannabe didn't show up, yes?"

"Yes … "

"And then I'm asked to participate in a Diva Talent Show, correct?"

"Yeah …"

"So, I do what your Dad asks and all is well, right? Right Shane?"

Sighing, Shane closed his eyes. Oh Lord. He knew what was coming. "Get to the point Garcia."

"The point? What's my point?" Eyes ablaze she turned on him, face contorted with anger and her fists shaking. "Shane, you know what my point is! How many times do we have to go over this??!!"

"Look, I know what this means to you Lilian," he broke in. "But there is only so much I can do …"

"Bullshit Shane!! That's total bullshit and you know it!! I'm being punished for not competing with the other Divas at No Way Out last night, aren't I?" Guiltily Shane tried to avert his eyes but there was no use. She was right, and they both knew it. "I knew it!" She exploded. "Just because I choose not to prance around in body paint, or appear on the cover of Playboy!! I'm sorry for actually having a real talent, and not wanting to be associated with those … those … cheap whores from ECW!!"

"Lilian!!"

"No, Shane! I've had it!! I'm not putting up with this anymore." Regarding him coolly she grabbed her bag and made to leave. "When I joined this company seven years ago, the so called 'Divas' actually carried some credibility in the locker room! Sure, we were simply tits and arse on stage but back then we were accepted as real people!! Now the guys, including your father, Shane, our own bloody boss, won't give us the time of day!! I'm just an object to them," she remarked bitterly, hot tears stinging her face. "Now I'm not even allowed to do my job, simply because I refuse to act like a fool. Well, excuse me for having some pride and self respect!"

"Lil …"

"Forget it Shane. You've never cared about us before, why start now? Vicky and Mel bust their asses out there every chance they get in that ring and this is what they get??!! I see Vicky isn't on the show tonight, is that because she refused to go in your little contest too?!"

"I'll have you know Melina actually wins the belt tonight …"

"Yeah, and it's about time," she groused. "We all know the only reason Mickie has had the belt for so damn long is because of Kenny pissing in Vince's damn back pocket! Screw this, I'm outta here."

Coming forward to stand before her now, he grasped her wrists and held them together. Defiantly, she tried to twist away but he had her pinned. "Lilian ... I'm your friend, but I'm also your boss. I'm asking you not to forget that, before you do something you regret."

Mustering all her anger together, she looked at him with smouldering eyes. Gritting her teeth, Lilian tried to control the fury that was rising within her. "Shane, women in this industry used to mean something," she muttered achingly. "Now we're just there to be ogled and humiliated."

Meeting her gaze for the first time he sucked in a big breath and held his head high.

"What are you trying to say?"

Gritting her teeth together, she spat out the only words she found fitting for her current predicament.

"This sucks."

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