*Imigie's POV*

Here it was. Just two weeks before Hell In A Cell. A short timetable. Just two Raws and two Smackdowns away. It was Raw.

I just stood there in the guerrilla of the arena, staring at the wall and keeping a tight hold of the WWE Women's Championship and the women's half of the Mixed Tag Team Championship against my chest.

Most said that staring at the wall could make you tear up and possibly start crying.

For me, it didn't. Instead, it kept me focused. That was how I was striving in the two divisions that I was fighting in. It kept me from losing my sanity.

This was why I was the face of the women's division. I took deep pride in how a hero and an anti-hero were meant to be. It was the one and only thing that I stood for and no one could even try to pull me away from it.

Most say that I should be happy and celebrate last night's victory against Nikki Bella. It was an accomplishment to retain.

Most say that I should be more than happy over the return of Cody Rhodes, even though I was able to manage on my own.

Yes, I was happy over both things but that didn't mean that I would just stop and celebrate. My job wasn't done. I had to keep my head focused, heading towards Hell In A Cell, wondering who my opponent would be.

I still didn't regret tossing away the Divas Championship, mostly because the look of it hardly did me any good. Most would baby it or just hold as a prop. I held it like a prize that I had fought for but I knew that it served no more value to me after Summer Slam.

I just let my thoughts keep me focused. This was what a champion was suppose to do. Right?

I had to convince myself that. It was what kept my head in the right place for good reason. All the events that lead up to today was what kept my head in place.

From battling Natalya, to losing a Divas title match against Kaitlyn, to losing against Cody Rhodes, to losing yet another Divas title match.

Those were the slumps in my path that taught me that even through the pains and sorrows, I would wake up and allow them to keep me stronger.

Maybe that was why I had heard so many had taken great gratitude to me being a champion. They saw that I had used my scars and sorrows as an advantage.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted when I heard footsteps walking towards me. I turned away from the wall to see an old enemy, AJ Lee was skipping towards.

I tensed up slightly when I saw her. I knew exactly why she came and what she wanted.

"Enjoy that title reign while you can," she laughed. "Because my baby is coming home to me."

I didn't hesitate to give her a hard glare before saying anything. So many things about her always seemed to hit me the wrong way, ever since she disappeared from her friendships and resorted to dating top superstars. She was cocky, cowardly, manipulative, and psychotic (if crazy was the word that I wasn't allowed to use in front of her but this time, I didn't care).

Despite my tiny frame, AJ seemed rather scared of me. Intimidating, wasn't I? Yes, I was. The typical hero formula wasn't what worked for me.

The silence greeted us before I said a word.

"Your baby?" I gasped.

Was I hearing that correctly? Or was I too deep in my thoughts earlier that I must have heard wrong?

"The chances you stand against taking it back is close to zero," I continued, my voice turning hard. "You've lost once against me alone at Summer Slam. You may have been able to mask your anguish against Kaitlyn but you proved it once and you certainly will prove against that you're not fooling me. I've seen your journey. You've left behind your most valuable friendships for top superstars and you blame your former best friend for it!"

I let one hand go but kept the other holding the two titles I had close to my chest. I was fighting the urge to slap her because of how much her journey had troubled me. She was once so innocent to me. What happened?

"And don't even get me started on why you decided to come back again!" I shouted, pointing my finger at her. "You've done nothing but cling to others for what you've accomplished! I, on the other hand, had scratched and clawed my way to get to this point but I'm not finished! We will finish this discussion face to face in the ring with one word to follow!"

I didn't let her say anything else when I walked away to hide between several soundboards. Right now, I needed to get back in my focus zone. If AJ interrupted me again, there would be no way she would have the ability to fight back.

I heard footsteps again. At first, I thought it was AJ again but when I looked up, it actually ended up being my tag partner, Cody Rhodes.

"You seem rather focused," he said teasingly.

I didn't hold back a quiet giggle when he said this. It was always kind of funny when he teased about how I prepared for what was going to happen, being deep in my thoughts.

"Our mission isn't over yet," I replied, surprised at how quiet I sounded. "AJ has come back, thinking that she could attempt to manipulate me after failing once but I told her off."

He was silent for a moment before saying anything.

"AJ, that's AJ for you. I knew she was trouble. That was why I seemed so lost before tagging along with you."

I gave him a small smile before it was time to head to the ring. AJ and Damien were already there and I knew why.

*AJ Lee's POV*

"WWE Universe, Damien Sandow and I have come out here to ask for one thing," I said. "We want our titles. I want to hold the Women's Championship as my new baby and Damien wants to finally hold the World Heavyweight Championship! Also, we want those mixed tag titles!"

"You're welcome!" Damien shouted.

I let out a quiet giggle, not just over Damien saying that. I had also taken care of something that neither Cody, Imigie, nor even Damien knew about.

Ever since something new was introduced, I was almost furious that Imigie seemed like she was trying to change something. I knew that the show Total Divas was now a thing and Imigie hadn't even said anything about joining it or not to anyone who asked, which no one even asked her if she was joining or not.

Only one thing that was introduced was left to be spared. Nothing else would stick around to survive. The Divas Championship was gone forever and I had planted my revenge by leaving a mess backstage, which I was surprised that no one had noticed yet.

However, I didn't want to tell Imigie about the mess that I had left shortly before I went to the ring. I didn't even want to tell Damien. This mess was something that I wanted to keep for myself until someone had noticed it.

I had warned Stephanie not to go on to have those other prizes that were made because I wanted them for myself. I guess it was a partial lie and partial truth.

We almost would've had Total Divas verses what I called the "true Divas" but of course, that girl didn't want to take either side. She was more determined to pick her own path.

She was also mad at me because I was hanging out with other superstars and then getting my heart broken. I wanted nothing more than for me to recreate my friendship with her but she refused because she saw me as someone who used dating guys as a way to get to the top. Then at the same time, she was wrestling a bunch of guys.

I wondered if she would find out what I had done but I had to put myself back into reality. I would leave the daydreaming for after the segment.

Then that mashed-up theme song turned on as the crowd cheered loudly.

Damien and I turned to see Cody and Imigie walking into the arena as I tilted my head to the side, an almost twisted smile showing on my face.

I wondered about what kind of new tactic I could use to manipulate Imigie. I had failed before, especially when I tried to coming to Summer Slam but then ultimately failing to retain my title.

I had to think of something new or else I would be sure that she would defeat me again.

The funny part was that she was shorter than me but it was almost scary for me to watch her face the guys when they were twice her size.

She was much an equivalent to Kaitlyn but something about her was different from Kaitlyn. Even when I first faced her one on one, I had been unable to pinpoint exactly what it was that made her so different from Kaitlyn that wasn't the obvious.

Maybe whatever that was that must be why I had been unable to crack Imigie in the first place but I vowed to crack her head this time.

Sure, I was able to crack her partially back at Money In The Bank but cracking her fully just wasn't successful. She was tougher than any women I had faced in the past so underestimating her due to her tiny size wasn't an option, even though I was tiny, myself.

It was just a matter of watching these two come and tell us exactly what they were here for. I just waited so that I wouldn't cause any form of disturbance. I wanted to hear what they had to say.

They had just finished walking into the ring as their music stopped playing. The crowd still cheered though, much to my annoyance.

It wasn't long before I realized that Imigie would speak.

"AJ?" she said, eyeing me in a questioning way. "You has a request that you want these titles that I'm holding right now?"

I nodded, trying hard not to smile because I knew she would be suspicious.

"I have something to ask you first before we accept your request," she said.

I gulped when I heard her say this. Was she going to ask about the damage that I had left earlier? Had she already seen it?

"I was aware that there was no tournament for those other titles in the women's division," she said, her voice was shaking with concern. "Do you know why that happened?"

I swallowed hard as I fought to find the right words to say.

"I don't know why," I said, hoping that I sounded convincing enough. "If you want any questions about that, you might have to ask Stephanie."

She looked agonized for about a moment before she gave a nod, acknowledging that she believed me.

"Very well," she said.

She turned to Cody then nodded to him. I didn't know why though.

"Since you're both so hell bent on wanting the Mixed Tag titles," Cody said, inching closer to me and Damien. "Imigie and I had discussed about how we would defend our titles and we have made it clear. We'll defend our titles against you two in a Hell In A Cell match at Hell In A Cell!"

The crowd cheered loudly as Damien and I looked at each other, eyes wide with shock. Never did I realize that they would fight in that degree.

We turned back to Cody and Imigie and this time, Damien spoke.

"You want your Hell In A Match? You got it! You're welcome!"

The crowd cheered again as Cody and and Imigie turned to walk away out of the arena. Now I had a feeling that they would later notice the damage I had left for them to see.

*Imigie's POV*

Cody and I were now backstage as we were about to separate so that he could head for the men's locker room while I headed for the women's locker room.

I was now heading down the hall of the backstage area. It was quiet which kinda terrified me a bit but I pushed myself ahead of that.

It wasn't very far of a distance that I walked when I felt a crunch under my boots. I stopped in surprise then took a step back to notice what I had stepped on.

I noticed that there were lots of pieces of what looked to be a broken crown.

I frowned in confusion but I was determined to look at what exactly was going on.

One piece ended up sticking up to me. I picked up the piece to examine it more closely and my heart almost sunk when I saw it.

The familiar shape of what it looked to be a much smaller replica of the women's championship and what looked to be attached to a piece of a crown. I remembered this crown. It was the crown that Trish Stratus had left for us at Night of Champions.

I just stared at the broken piece, my mind was racing, my heart was sinking, and I felt the air hitch in my throat.

I tried to process what this was about but I realized I couldn't look at it anymore. If I did, I would be more scared and hurt than how I was before.

Frustrated, I threw the piece down then headed to the women's locker room. I had so many questions about what I had just saw.

I wanted to think it was an accident but I realized that it didn't look to be an accident. Now I had to figure who did it and who was going to pay for it.

I quickly went into the women's locker room then changed into my street clothes then left the locker room, taking my suitcase with me.

I couldn't stop thinking about the broken pieces of the crown I saw earlier. I had remembered some of the other girls admiring the crown, especially Kaitlyn. I saw it as something that we don't need our view the show as something to unite the heels on the show as faces and making the faces not on the shoe as heels. The crown meant so much for the division. Trish has left it in the women's locker room and we all took pictures, I still had them on my phone. Seeing the crown broken just made me go into deep questioning.

I shook my head and continued to head my way to my car until I was stopped by someone.