A/N: Thank you twinny, Kat, and TrishHardy13 for reviewing. So, you'll see me use Sable in the match, and then Rena afterwards. The reason being that Sable is Rena's character. Rena is herself backstage and stuff. There is a difference with them. Oh, Marc Mero is still here too. Let's just say that Christy Hemme's Playboy issue came out three weeks ago. The music Christy Hemme likes is an act of my imagination. So this is just a filler chapter, and so is the next one. The 6th chapter, will have lots more drama. Enjoy!
Normal Disclaimer: I own no part of World Wrestling Entertainment because Vince McMahon does :D Most of what you'll see on here with the exception of the wrestlers names and stuff, I made up, like the match described here.
Reviews are appreciated.
(Normal POV)
As the growling and roar of a "wildcat" and the sound of a whip cracking was heard, Sable came out to cheers from the fans in Tampa, Florida.
"This tag team match is scheduled for one fall."
"From Jacksonville, Florida, she is WWE Diva Sable!" Lillian Garcia's voice echoed throughout the arena.
As Brock Lesnar's music began to play, Lillian began to introduce him.
"And her tag team partner, from Minnesota, United States, he is the WWE Champion, Brock Lesnar!" Lillian announced.
Then, Marc Mero's rock music hit, erupting boos from the crowd.
"And their opponents, from Macon, Georgia, Untied States, accompanied by Stacy Keibler, he is Marc Mero."
And with the ring of the bell, the match was underway. Brock started the match against Marc. Marc attempted to gain the upper hand by doing the Badd Day. Brock, however, didn't let himself, and did a knee lift to Marc's midsection. Marc chopped him in the chest, making Brock stagger backwards, out of the ring. Meanwhile, Marc was arguing with the referee, so Stacy saw her chance to get the win for her and Marc. Once Marc was done with Brock, Sable would have nowhere to hide. Marc low blowed Brock, and kicked him repeatedly in the ribs. Very slowly, Stacy ducked under the ropes and crept into the ring, coming up behind Sable. She grabbed Sable from behind and rolled her up for the pin. Sable didn't let herself loose to her, so she kicked out quickly and grabbed Stacy's legs, reversing the position so that Stacy was underneath her. She hooked Stacy's leg and the ref counted 1...2...3, signaling the end of the match, and left the first win for the Smackdown brand.
Surprised by the outcome, Stacy and Marc angrily made their way up the ramp, with Marc pointing at Brock and signaling that he would win the next time they met in the ring. Stacy flashed a cruel smile at Sable and blew a kiss in an attempt to taunt her.
Sable wasn't bothered, by Stacy's wannabe mind games. She was worried about Brock though. He had stayed on the floor ever since Marc had kicked him, and it was starting to worry her, so she went up to him, and crouched down on the floor next to him.
"You okay?" Sable asked softly.
"Yeah, just a little shook up." Brock replied, gasping because of the kick to his ribs.
"Come on, I'll take you to the trainer." Sable said as she helped Brock stand up, and she supported him all the way backstage.
They went down the corner, and went to the trainer's room to see how Brock was.
The trainer told Rena and Brock that he was fine, but that he should patch up his ribs. Brock agreed, so the trainer did it for him. In the process, Victoria came up to the room, and looked at Brock worriedly.
"Is he okay?" Victoria asked her good friend, Rena.
"Yeah, he's just getting patched up." Rena said, and in Victoria's opinion, she looked relieved.
"What?" Rena noticing Victoria look at her strangely.
"Oh, nothing." Victoria feigned innocence.
"Oh, come on Lisa. What is it?" Rena insisted.
"What is what?" Victoria asked, wanting to make Rena admit she had liked Brock for a while, as her marriage had been over about a few years ago, even though she had just gotten divorced.
"I don't know. I'm asking you, aren't I?" Rena smirked.
"Oh, come on Lisa. What is it?" Rena insisted."You're crazy." Victoria replied.
"Come on. Let's go outside and talk privately. Out of Brock's earshot." Rena said, making sure the Brock reference was loud enough for Brock to hear, as he had been hearing their conversation.
"So what is it?" Rena said as she turned towards Victoria.
"What's what, honey?" Victoria looked amused."That. The look I get from you. And, don't say I'm being paranoid because this has been going on for a while. Ever since I said I was getting divorced, you've been acting weird." Rena explained, getting a raised eyebrow much like that of Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson.
"I uh, think you're going crazy Re. I'm not giving you any looks. I just came to see how Brock was. I was worried about the kicks to his ribs he got. It looked nasty. " Victoria said, earning her own raised eyebrows.
"So what if I did?" Victoria asked, curious to hear her friend's answer.
"I, uh, um, well, nothing really. I was just curious. So, do you?" Rena persisted.
"Yeah, I do. I think Brock's sexy, attractive, whatever you want to call it." Victoria said and smiled, and went it to the room where Brock was being examined.
At this, Rena was left speechless, and immovable.
"Hey Rena." Trish saluted her friend."Oh, uh, um, uh, hi Trish." Sable said awkwardly.
"What's wrong?" Trish asked as she saw her friend look sort of sad and surprised mixed in with shock.
"Huh, oh, nothing, what's supposed to be wrong? Why would anything be wrong?"
"Oh, I don't know. You're well, you look like you're in shock." Trish explained.
"Nonsense." Rena muttered and walked off by herself, muttering things under her breath.
Meanwhile, Trish was left to wonder what was wrong with her friend that she was spluttering and scurrying away.
"Yeah, I agree. That match was good for Rena to have, but Brock got the worst of it." Nora Greenwald somewhat agreed with her friend Jason Reso.
"I know, but Rena sure came to the rescue, didn't she?" Jay smirked, as Rena and Brock had passed them when she took him to the trainer's to get checked up. "Yup, she sure did." Nora agreed.
"So, do you have a match thought?" Jay asked.
"Yep, I sure do. It's against Lisa." Nora announced.
"Hey Nory." Billy Kidman greeted his friend by the name he usually called her.
"Hey Billy." Nora hugged her friend, and found her hug to be returned.
"How are you darling?" Billy asked."Good, excited for my match." Nora smiled.
"Hmm, well, I assure you that you'll be fine." Billy said.
Christian cleared his throat as an effort to be remembered.
Billy Kidman took notice, and spoke. "Reso." he said curtly as they had never really been on good terms.
"Kidman." Jay said slowly after some consideration.
"Uh, guys? Let's not let our egos come out just yet, please Just leave that for the ring." Nora pleaded, knowing how much these two couldn't stand each other.
"Alright, come on then." Billy said as he took Molly's hand.
This did not go unnoticed by Captain Charisma, who could only watch with narrowed eyes as Nora waved to him, and then became engaged in an apparently important conversation that had her walking away, and moving her arms around in part of the conversation.
In the other side of the hall…
Trish Stratus was nervous. Granted, she was participating a match against Torrie Wilson, but that wasn't the reason for her nervousness.
Earlier today, she had been very rude to Chris, who had only tried to help her. So, she was in search of him, in hopes of apologizing to The (self-proclaimed) King of the World.
She came across the men's locker room and was about to knock, when she was tapped on the shoulder.
"Looking for me?" Chris asked with a smirk."Actually, I was. I wanted to apologize for the way I acted earlier. It was rude, and I'm sorry." Trish said quietly.
"Wait, is Trish stratus actually apologizing?" Chris teased.
"Oh, shut up! Hey, you actually called me Stratus. Does this mean you're agreeing to the divorce?" Trish asked interestedly.
"I suppose. Its not like me opposing would make a difference. You've always done what you've wanted Trish, no matter of what people may think." Chris complemented.
"Well, thank you I'll take that as a compliment." Trish grinned. "Wait, so does this mean I can't go to your parent's annual Christmas party, where your mom makes the best food ever?" Chris asked, a serious look on his face.
"Shut up! Only you can turn a serious moment into on of joking and laughing" Trish whined.
And, unbeknownst to them because they were actually getting along, their conversation was heard by someone. Someone who would make sure the world would know what was going on between the of the World Wrestling Entertainment's Superstars, and their personal life. Of course, it was only to make one of the two superstar's life a living hell. The other one, well, if they suffered along the way, it wasn't much of a bother. The real interest was for the other to get hurt in the process of having the news of the pair's divorce known to the world. And, if along the way it got them out of the way, that wasn't too bad. Oh no, it would be great.
Meanwhile, Adam Copeland was enjoying himself. He was having a conversation with none other than the new Playboy Cover Girl.
"No way! You like Nine Inch Nails? And I thought Amy was the only one that did." He said, surprised by Christy's music taste.
"Yeah, but HIM is also a favorite of mine." Christy said.'
"Oh yeah? Like what?" Adam asked, wanting to see if Christy really did have the music knowledge she claimed she had, or if it was just an act.
"Well, I like Wings of a Butterfly, Soul on Fire, and Killing Loneliness." Christy admitted.
"Nice, I like those and some others." Adam said, impressed.
"They are great songs, aren't they?" Christy asked."Yup." Adam smiled.
"So, uh, do you have a match tonight?" Adam asked curiously, just like Jay had with Nora.
"Um, no." Christy asked, caught a bit off guard by the random question. '
"So, Christy, do you want to grab a bite to eat after the show?"
"You want me to do what?" Joanie asked.
"I want you to do a lingerie photo shoot with whatever girl you chose. You'll both get flown down to San Diego, California for it. All your expenses will be paid by the company. You don't have to worry about anything." Stephanie McMahon said calmly.
"Wasn't stealing my stealing my boyfriend enough for you? Now you want me to come out naked?" Joanie exploded.
"I did not steal your boyfriend! And, you won't be coming out naked." Stephanie said, getting a bit angry herself.
"Look Daddy's Girl, I won't do it." Joanie said stubbornly.
"Then you'll find yourself taking some time of to reconsider how you speak to your boss, and whether you still want to work here." Stephanie explained.
"What?" The Ninth Wonder of the World shouted.
"It's either you agree to it, or Daddy will you find out you don't want to follow his orders, because he did ask for you to do this. At the time, he is unavailable to talk to you directly, but he asked me to do it for him." Stephanie explained once again.
"Fine." Joanie relented.
In catering…
"Baby, have you seen Trish?" Matt Hardy asked in between eating a banana, and kissing his girlfriend, Amy Dumas.
"Um, not since we came to the arena because she got pissed off and hasn't talked to me since." Amy told her boyfriend.
"Darn, well, if you bump into her, or into someone who does, please tell me." Matt requested.
"I will." Amy smiled, and began to kiss her boyfriend again, all traces of being hungry gone.
Lillian Garcia was walking backstage, and on her way to the women's locker room to change once she had been informed she wasn't needed for the main event that would include Triple H against her boyfriend, the Rock. Of course, that would be after taping the segment they would be having in a few minutes. As she was about to open the door, and step inside the locker room, she felt herself get hoisted on someone's shoulder like a rag doll.
"Hey!" She protested.
"Hey yourself." she grinned, after finding out she was being held by The People's Champion, her boyfriend."So, not that I mind this very weird encounter, but, what exactly are you doing, and where are you taking me?" Lillian asked.
"Well, I'm taking you to where we'll be shooting the segment, and I'm taking you there because we'll be early, and we will be able to have some time for ourselves." Dwayne smirked.
"I like the sound of that, but, I happen to need a change of clothes." Lillian smirked now, thinking she was going to get put down.
"Well, I already thought of that. Your clothes are inside the room." Dwayne smiled.
"Don't I have a smart boyfriend." Lillian groaned.
"Yes, you do baby, and a sexy one too." Dwayne said as he began to get into "The Rock" mode.
"No, you are not hotter than me Cena." Randy insisted.
"Oh yeah, I am. I am the most wanted wrestler in the company." John claimed.
"Nope, because that would be me, King of the hotness." Randy smirked.
"Queen drag, you mean." John laughed at his best friend's face.
"Wrong, because I am The Sexy Beast." Chris Jericho interrupted.
"Oh, and you aren't any better than Cena." Chris told Randy.
"Hey, no insulting the best friend." Randy whined.
"The best friend? What makes you think you're his best friend?" John countered.
"Hey guys." Shawn Michaels came up to the arguing trio.
However, they paid no attention to The Showstopper, and continued their argument on who was better, leaving an amused Shawn to watch.
"Hey Shawnny. What's up?" Triple H greeted.
"Well, oh, hey Hunter. Uh, well, I just came out of the showers, and saw these two arguing. I said hi, and none of them listened." Shawn explained. Again, as the two friends talked, the other three kept on arguing, having moved on to who was sexier.
As if on cue, both Hunter and Shawn said," Us." and smiled at the bewildered three, who didn't know they had been in the room due to their arguing.
Trish walked to catering, hoping to get a quick snack before the main event, who was the match before hers. She found her path blocked by the oldest Hardy.
"Hey Trish, we need to talk about Jeff."
