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"Introducing first! From cleveland Ohio Lacey Mizanin!" walking down the ramp Lacey high fived kids as she went.

Lacey kept her eyes firmly on the stage as Shane's music starts to play. Shane slid into the ring behind Lacey and hit her over the head. Falling to the mat Lacey held her head as Shane started stomping on her. Right now her main goal was to protect her head. Once the stomping stopped Lacey looked up and saw that Shane was being held back by a few refs. Using the ropes Lacey slowly stood up. Cracking her neck Lacey ran forward shoving through refs and unloading punches.

An all out war started between Shane and Lacey. Fighting against refs they took turns attacking one another before Vince walked out. "Now that is enough! If you two want each other so bad then your match is now a no holds barred match."

The refs got the two separated while Vince sat at the announcers table to watch and make sure that everything goes the way he planned. When the bell rung they locked up and Lacey barely overpowered Shane. Getting him in a side headlock she was able to hit him with a ddt. Quickly rolling out of the ring she flipped up the apron in search for a kendo stick. With a smirk she pulled out a couple things before standing up. Ignoring the pain in his leg Shane dived through the ropes and hitting Lacey with a forearm to the face knocking them both to the ground.

"Mr. McMahon i was hoping you could give us some more information about Laceys contract. Why are you the only one who has any say about it?"

"Would you see this young woman fired Mr. Graves?"

"Uh no sir."

"Well that is exactly what would happen if i wasn't the only one in charge of her contract." Corey was silenced after that not really having anything to say back but Michael Cole still had questions.

"Is it true that Lacey originally was not allowed to compete due to an extensive amount of concussions?"

"I assure Ms. Mizanin is taking the necessary precautions."

"Will you guys just leave it alone. Right now we have Lacy fighting Shane McMahon in a no holds barred match and you are arguing over the technicality of her contract! Save it for a later time guys!"

~Lacey POV~

God my body hurt. I've been hit with the chair maybe four or five times now and my back is killing me. I wasn't expecting this for my first fight and honestly i'm worried about my head. I've taken a lot of shots and i'm trying my best to block them but i can only do so much. Standing up me and Shane stood toe to toe both of us breathing heavily. He was still exhausted from Wrestlemania and i'm just not used to this type of thing.

Me and Mike have done sparring matches but those only lasted maybe ten or fifteen minutes and weren't as intense as this. I helped Mike train for his match at Wrestlemania. But then again i wasn't expecting that dumbass to suplex Shane off a fifteen foot god damned tower. My father walked out of the arena that night with multiple broken ribs. That should have never happened. He was a member of the WWE universe. Whether he got into the ring or not no one should have let Shane touch him. I shouldn't have let Shane touch him.

Snapping out of my thoughts i looked down and Shane was laid out on the mat with doctors looking over him and a chair in my hand. I jumped when someone put their hand on my shoulder. Looking behind me Randy stood with a slightly worried expression on his face. Throwing the chair down i rolled out of the ring and made my way backstage. Walking into the locker room i checked my phone and saw i had tons of texts and missed calls from my brother, dad and Alexa. Sighing i decided to call Alexa first since she would be the easiest to talk to.

"Oh my god Lace are you alright?! Everyone was watching and we're worried about you!"

"I'm fine and what do you mean everyone?"

"Well there is me, Braun, Seth, Roman and Dean. we all decided to hang out before Dean went home and i may have forced them to watch. That and i couldn't stop talking about how badass you are."

"Thats sweet but really i am ok."

"Hold on Dean wants to talk to you." I didn't even get a chance to protest before i heard the phone getting passed around.

"Hello? Is this thing on?"

"Uhh… i think so. That is if you're talking about the phone."

"Names Dean Ambrose. Jon to my friends."

What the hell was up with this guy? I thought him being a lunatic was just some character but he actually seemed a little eccentric. "Nice to meet you?"

"Lets cut to the chase. You blacked out and beat the hell out of the boss."

"Your point?"

"Listen sweetheart. I can tell by the way you acted that this is kinda new to you. So i'm gonna leave you my number and if you have questions you can call me."

"Uh thanks." I pulled my phone away when the call ended. I guess he was gonna text me his number? Sighing i called my brother and he was instantly bombarding me with questions.

"Lacey are you alright? What the are you doing fighting in a match let alone one like that?! You are gonna get yourself killed! And i swear to god you better not tell me i'm overreacting because we both know damn well that i'm not."

"Mike calm down please. After sunday me and Alexa had some doctors look at my head and they said i was all clear to compete and that my concussions shouldn't be a problem. That i have someone look at my head after every match just to be safe."

"And what if the doctors are wrong? What then?"

"Then i'm glad i got to live my dream even if it was for a short time."

Mike was quiet for a few seconds before he sighed in defeat. "Have you went and seen the trainer yet?"

"No. i wanted to change first but i saw all the calls and texts. Can you let dad know i'm ok. I'm gonna shower real quick."

"Alright. Love ya sis."

"Love ya too bro." Hanging up i quickly got a shower and dressed before heading to the trainers room. Joe greeted me with a smile and instructed me to sit. Hopping up on the table i answered an endless amount of questions.

"Now Ms. Mizanin about this uh episode you had. Do you remember anything about it?"

"I mean i don't remember grabbing the chair or anything."

"What's the last thing you remember?"

"Standing up and looking at Shane. Then i started thinking about Sunday." the doc stood there quietly for a moment before grabbing a flash light and checking my eyes.

"Any pain or discomfort? Nausea? Dizziness or fatigue?"

"Nope."

"Alright. You are all clear to compete next week." smiling i hopped off the table and made my way to catering. I wanted to eat before i went to the hotel.

Walking down the hall i bumped into Randy. "Sorry."

"Its alright. You ok? You just took off."

"Yeah. yeah i'm ok. Just the nerves you know."

"You sure? Cause it looked like you were crying."

"Seriously i'm ok. See?" i smiled the best smile i could.

Randy smiled and chuckled in return. "Ok. hungry? I could go for some food."

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