I closed my eyes and allowed the pulsating music to take over my body. I took over my senses allowing me a couple moments of bliss. I was inside my personal limbo. Music always helped me zone out, it psyched me up and it psyched others out. Turn on a record and turn it up loud. I pressed my finger on the plus sign and let it get to the loudest it could go.
My hearing was going to be shot to shit by the time I was 40. I was only 24, plenty of time to enjoy the music while it lasted. But why should I care when this is how I felt? When this was how music allowed me to feel. I stretched my arms above my head letting my hands touch slightly. I leaned my body forwards till my fingers touched the ground. I stood back up and closed my eyes. I jumped from foot to foot, shaking out my arms.
I looked down at the thousands of stairs in front of me. And right at the bottom of those stairs was my target. The squared circle, 20 x 20. Red roped. Pale blue mat. Black apron. I rolled my head loosening my muscles. I cracked my knuckles "I'm coming." I descended down the steps at a steady pace, then I sped up keeping in rhythm with the music that was playing in my ears.
I was nearly there and th sweat was starting to roll down my forehead, I could see the ring clearly now. I smiled as I got closer I could recognise 2 figures in the ring. I knew who one of them was, I would know those moves anywhere. And why wouldn't I? I'd been around them long enough. I had trained with them. When I reached the bottom I jumped the security barrier took out my earphones, placed my iPod on the side and tripped up one of the two guys in the ring.
He slammed to the floor landing on his head, I slid into the ring and flipped him over "still not as fast as you used to be big brother" I smiled at him he was laughing at me and he tickled my ribs "stop it!" I was laughing as he straddled me and continued to tickle me. I got my arm up and grabbed him into a headlock he stopped straight away
"little sister got skills!" he playfully pushed me off and ruffled my hair. I was looking at the smiling face of my big brother Randy Orton. Well half brother anyway, same mother. I looked over at the second occupant in the ring it was Randy's best friend John Cena. I couldn't stand him. I think it was safe to say I hated him and he hated me too.
"John" I nodded at him that's the only greeting he ever got from me.
"Whisp" my mouth curled a little bit I hated him calling me that he did it to annoy me and it worked all the time. I hated my name anyways Whisper Michaels. Yeah Shawn Michaels was my father weird right? My dad and Randy's mum had a brief affair and she fell pregnant with me and decided to keep the baby.
Randy was only 1 and a half at the time and his dad and mum were apart. Randy hated the though of having a little sister. He didn't mind voicing it all the time either with tantrums. But Shawn told me when I was born I latched onto his finger and didn't let go and he loved me ever since.
Bob Orton excepted me as a daughter as well he understood the situation when Elaine slept with my dad they were going through rough times. So effectively I had 2 families. The Orton's and the Michaels. So it was safe to say wrestling was in my blood it was what I was born to do.
It was so weird growing up with a dad who was admired by millions, so weird that when I would go out with him people would stop and ask for his autograph. Even more weird was when I would go out with Bob and Elaine we would also be stopped and asked for autographs. I had thousands of photo's of me and legends of WWE. Andre the Giant, Hulk Hogan, Steve Austin and loads more. I guess your thinking I'm a spoiled brat right?
I'm not, I was just lucky. And that's all I tell people "I was born lucky I guess". I grabbed the towel in the corner of the ring and wiped the sweat off my face and the back of my neck and threw it at Randy "where did you come from? I didn't even know you were here"
"I was doing my usual ritual"
"running the stairs? Your so weird I've never understood that"
"well you wouldn't. I better be heading off I need to shower before the show"
"you do that because you stink" he turned his attention to John "come on John give me your best shot" I jumped down from the ring and grabbed my iPod jumping the barrier again and heading up the stairs. Completely oblivious to John's eyes staring a hole into my back.
After stepping out of the shower I towel dried my long purple hair. I loved crazy hair, Vince said it adds to my "character" I climbed into my clothes for the night I put on my knee pads and then slipped into my black lycra pants and short sleeved lycra top. I took out a piece of ribbon wrapping it around my left arm tying it at the hand. I stretched out my arms and legs then sat back down on the coach.
I took some tape out of my bag and started wrapping out my right wrist. I snapped the end and threw it next to me. I started to put on my boots and tie them up. I heard the door open when I looked up I saw John walking into the room "Whisp"
"stop calling me that. You know I hate it"
"yeah I do it to piss you off"
"Jesus, I hate you"
"I know" he smiled at me, I picked up the tape and threw it at John it bounced off his head and landed on the floor
"you reactions getting a little slow?"
"bitch" he picked up the tape and threw it back at me but I caught it before it could hit me
"bitch? You ain't seen anything yet" I stood up and walked over to him "why do you hate me so much?"
"because you're a spoiled little brat that's why, you don't deserve to be in this business, you got it all handed to you in a silver platter"
"I had to work for what I got. What about Randy huh? What about my big brother you don't think he got everything handed to him"
"Randy is different his 3rd generation! But you? You got the Orton's and the Michaels you were lucky. Your just a spoiled little brat" I reached my hand back to slap him but he caught it and twisted it behind my back
"Ouch, let go you fucking idiot" he pulled harder on it "I said let go"
"your reactions getting a little slow?"
"fuck you" he pushed me away when I turned around he had walked from the room slamming the door behind him. Like I said, we hated each other. I rubbed my shoulder and kicked my bag. He got me so worked up. God help my opponent tonight. I picked my mask out of my bag and walked out the door in search for my dad.
I spotted him over in the corner talking to Paul I walked up behind him "BOO!" he jumped out of his skin
"Whisper! You cant scare an old man like that!" He laughed and pulled me in hug
"dad… what you guys up to?"
"just talking about tonight, you know the big DX reunion"
"awesome. What you got planned?" Paul walked up and threw his arm around my shoulder
"that kid is a secret"
"uncle Paul! God you guys are no fun at all"
"we better be heading baby, you go and get ready for your big match! I love you" he kissed the top of my head and Paul ruffled my hair and the walked off I shook my head and hooked my mask in my pants. I went in the directions of the woman's locker room and walked inside. I saw the usual group around. Then I spotted Maria my travelling companion
"Whisper! I've been looking for you"
"I was doing my usual ritual then I got changed"
"so you ready for tonight?"
"always, I'm fired up! I had a little altercation with John it's got me going"
"oh god, what happened now?"
"came into my locker room you know just to piss me off, words were exchanged then he grabbed me and twisted my arm behind my back"
"Your kidding?! Why would he do that?"
"because I ruffled his feathers a little, don't worry about it man it's all good, he couldn't possibly do anything to make me hate him more"
"you know one day you are going to realise that you have feelings for him" I couldn't help but laugh at what she said, she was nothing like her on screen character she was not ditzy at all but sometimes she made me wonder
"me have feelings for John? Don't make me puke"
"whatever you know its all sexual tension"
"you got sexual tension right"
"how longs it been?"
"lets just say its been so long I'm wondering whether or not sex has changed"
"oh god not good"
"yeah. Do you think it's possible to become a virgin again?"
"haha, no way" we sat back and joked for a while longer till it was time for my match "good luck don't hurt yourself. You better bring that gold back"
"Maria, I don't need luck" I unhooked my mask and pulled it over my head covering my face. Loads of people didn't understand this but unlike my dad I had trained in the Lucha Libre style in Mexico. And I wore this mask as a sign of respect and it allowed me the freedom of not wearing make-up. I tied it tightly at the back and pulled my purple locks free.
I walked to the curtain and gave myself a second to get into the right mindset 'okay, it's Summerslam the biggest party of the summer, you Whisper have a shot at the belt and you are NOT going to lose it. You have trained to hard for this. You can do it, don't let Beth's size get into your head.' I stretched my arms and walked to the curtain. I looked behind me and Beth stood there with her gleaming title belt on her shoulder. Smug look tattooed onto he face. Me and her had been feuding for months now and tonight I was going to put a stop to it. I was a little firecracker. I guess I got that from Shawn.
The Match
My music hit and before I knew what I was doing my feet carried me out to the screaming fans. I raised my hands high above my head and linked my fingers together. I walked down the ramp slapping hands with the fans I spotted a few kids around wearing replica's of my mask. I smiled underneath my own and slid into the ring. I stood on the ropes and raised my hands again. I stepped down and waited for Beth.
When I heard the bell ring my eyes misted over. I ran for Beth jumping on her and throwing punches left, right and centre. She backed me into the term buckle and started pummelling me. I got my arms up to shield myself, the ref backed her away. I stood up but she gave me a swift kick into the stomach. I let out a gasp of air and she continued to kick me.
Pulling me by my hair she grabbed me into the centre of the ring, she grabbed me by the waist and flung me over her shoulder. I let out a gasp of pain as she started squeezing tighter on my ribs. I wiggled my legs and dropped to the floor. I pushed her into the ropes she came bouncing back and I caught her with a dropkick. My back arched perfectly and I came back down to the mat. She stood up again but this time I was ready for her. I hit her with a another dropkick. I slid over to her and grabbed onto her legs I dragged her over to the corner. I dropped my body backwards sling shooting her into the term buckle. She bounced off of it landing on the top of her head.
I grabbed her arm and threw her into the ropes. I bent down intended to flip her over my back but she kicked me in the shoulder. She ran at the ropes but I saw her out of the corner of my eye I ducked underneath her as she jumped and went to flip her over again but she caught my legs stopping me. She game me a kick to the stomach. She straightened her hair and looked down at me. Waiting for me to get up, when I did she grabbed me round the waist, and dropped me to the floor again into a sidewalk slam. She pinned me but I kicked out a one.
She pushed me onto my back and started to punch me over and over again. I held my arms up but she reached down and started choking me. I heard the ref start counting and Beth realised her hold on me she stood up and got into the face of the ref. I took this time to placed my hands behind me flat on the mat, balance myself and jump to my feet. A move I learned from my dad. She turned around and I caught her in the chest with a big kick.
She fell on her back holding her chest, I walked over to the corner and rolled into a Rolling Thunder. I hooked her leg but she kicked out at 2. I stood up and waited for her to stand up. I needed that belt. So far it had been back and forth but I need this win. 'maybe then John will cut me some slack. Hang on… why should I care?' When Beth stood up I ran at her going into a handstand intending to go for a hurricanrana but she stood me mid flow and reversed it into a power bomb. My head hit the floor first. For a second I saw stars. I felt her pick me up into a chicken wing 'she's going for her finisher'.
I wriggled my whole body free and rolled her into a pin but she kicked out. I stood up and waited for her to get up when she did I turned around and caught her with a Pele Kick. I ran from the ring and positioned myself on the apron I played up to the fans hearing then shout my name it always steadied my nerves. I watched as Beth stood up. When she got to her feet and faced me I pulled the rope jumped to the top and jumped off into a springboard moonsult I caught her head and dropped her into an inverted DDT. My finishing move 'Storm Driver'
I felt my heart flutter slightly as I pinned Beth. It seemed to run in slow motion as I watched the ref's hand slam down into the 3 count. My heart burst though my chest and I rolled off of her and listened to the crowd cheering I looked over at Lillian smiling "and here is your winner and the new WWE woman's champion Whisper!" the referee handed the belt to me, I took it and looked my eyes misted a bit I felt tears. I stood on the term buckle and raised it high above my head.
When I got to the back I felt myself stumble back when someone threw their arms around my neck "I'm so proud"
"dad!" I stepped back and looked at him with the title gleaming on my shoulder
"take the mask off let me see your face" I untied it and pulled it off the top of my head Shawn cupped my face and looked at me, kissing me on the forehead "I'm so proud" Hunter was standing next to him nodding his head he hugged me next. "We'll celebrate later okay?" I heard there music start as they walked out.
I walked down the corridors and saw my favourite person "Hola Rey!"
"Hola mami. Felicitaciones por su gran victoria. Usted merece ese título. You did amazing"
"gracias Rey, eso significa mucho el venir de usted. That means a lot coming from you"
"you go and enjoy that title, you have a largo camino ahead of you" he held my hand kissed it lightly. It was typical to see me and Rey speaking Spanish to each other or as Shawn liked to call it Spanglish. I trained with Rey for a little bit during my time in Mexico and we grew close. I curtsied to him and carried on walking towards Randy's dressing room.
"RANDY!" he spun around and ran towards me picking me up
"You did it Whisper you won the belt. I'm so proud of you, you wait till mum and dad call you"
"yeah there going to be ecstatic"
"Shawn see you yet?"
"yeah he was waiting behind the curtain, I still cant believe this" I looked at the belt in my hands shaking my head
"Well you deserve it, you trained your butt off for it. I'll be right back. I have to talk to Vince quickly take a seat" he kissed my head and jogged out. I relaxed in the chair rubbing my hand over the gold 'it's so shiny' I heard someone bustle into the room, I looked up to see John walking in I rolled my eyes at him.
"Whisp, you won the title"
"how observant of you John"
"you know there is only one way to go now"
"and what way that?"
"down. Your going to lose it soon or later and my betting is sooner"
"you know you are such an asshole you get me so…"
"so what?" I punched him in the eye, he stumbled back and quickly raised his hand to his eye. At that point Randy came back into the room and looked at the scene in front of him
"Jesus Christ I cant leave you two alone for 5 minutes can I?!"
"No you can't I'll catch up with you later Randy" I briefly hugged him before walking to the door but Randy grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear
"one day you going to realise you have feelings for him"
"why does everyone keep saying that?" I looked over at John who was glaring at me "I'd rather give up my title" I looked at him then walked out.
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