After almost a year of travelling with The Shield and essentially being their mascot, the Psychotic Scot was finally getting her first taste of in ring action since coming up to the main roster. And it was all thanks to Mr. I'm Tall For No Reason, Baron Corbin. You see, Corbin had reached his breaking point when it came to Nikki's shenanigans. He never liked her on, "His Show", to begin with, but it all came to a head when she attacked him with a steel chair the week before. The reason she attacked him was simple. She was tired of how Corbin was treating her boys. In the month prior, The Shield had been put in the most unfair situations possible, and Nikki was sick of it.
Roman had been forced to defend his title in a triple threat match against Braun and Drew, but the catch was, they could only pin him to win the championship. Drew ended up taking the win, and the Universal Championship. Seth was stripped of the Intercontinental Championship after, "Not being able to defend it." That only happened, because Corbin had Bobby Lashley and Lio Rush attack him before his title match with Jinder Mahal. Mahal was awarded the IC belt, much to chagrin of fans everywhere. (BECAUSE JINDER FUCKIN SUCKS!) Finally, Dean was constantly put in handicap matches, just because he wouldn't, "Show the GM the respect he deserves." In other words, he refused to kiss Baron's ass.
Nikki had to watch all of this go down from ringside, and week after week, she got angrier and angrier. The crowd saw her stewing, and decided to chant her name whenever The Shield were getting screwed over, hoping that she eventually would get involved. Well, ask and you shall receive. Last week, Corbin was in the middle of announcing some ridiculous 5 on 1 handicap he was gonna force Dean to partake in, when boom!
Cross came outta nowhere with a chair to his lower back, much like when Elias cracked with him with his guitar. While the interim General Manager was writhing on the stage floor in pain, the little bundle of insanity stood over him with the chair still in her grasp. She started laughing maniacally, and kept on doing so while walking to the back.
Fast forward a week, and Corbin was out in the ring with a mic in his hand to start this particular episode of Raw. As you probably guessed, he wasn't a happy camper.
"I knew it, I knew it! I knew having that little pyscho around on my show was a horrible idea! But because I'm a good guy, and you people like her for some stupid reason, but it's time to put my foot down! You don't run this show, I do! Ambrose, your little freak is outta here!"
Thundering boos reigned upon the Constable, along with chants of, "Nikki! Nikki! Nikki!" This didn't help with his bad mood at all. Just as he was about to tell the crowd to shut up, Dean's music hit, and out came him, along with the girl in the middle of this, Nikki Cross. She held his hand on the way to the ring like a little girl, frightened that she was about to be forced to leave. However, Dean wasn't worried at all. He had a mic of his own in his hand.
"Ah, come on Corbin. One chair shot, and you don't wanna play anymore?" He mockingly asked.
"Go to hell, Ambrose. The one next to you? She's done. Tell her to pack her bags!"
Nikki winced when she heard that.
"Whoa, whoa. You're making a big mistake, man. Don't forget, she's making you money. That shirt SHE designed? Still selling to this day, and it's been like two months since then. At least give her a chance to explain herself."
He handed the microphone to Nikki, and encouraged her to say something.
"Go on, Nik." He said to her, patting her head.
She cleared her throat before speaking.
"I HAAATE YOOOU!" She growled.
"Good! Something we agree on!" Corbin yelled back.
Dean laughed for a little before taking the mic back in order to continue talking.
"Damn, that was funny. But, seriously. You can't just kick her off the show like that."
"I can! And I sure as hell will!" He yelled in Ambrose's face.
That didn't sit too well with Nikki, who lunged out at the interim General Manager, trying to get some hits in on him. Dean held her back , while Corbin was motioning for her to bring it on. In the middle of all this insanity, Alexa Bliss's music hit, and out came the self proclaimed Goddess of the WWE. She had on her signature bitch face, disgusted at what she was witnessing in the ring. She stayed on the stage as she began to talk.
"Oh no. No, no, no, no. This isn't happening right now. Baron, I fully agree with you. You should kick this waste of space off of the show. She's weird, a nuisance, and worst of all, she's disrespectful. I want nothing more than her out of MY Women's division. Accept... Technically she's not even in the damn division, since all she does is followed The Shield around like some sort of misguided puppy. It makes me sick that these morons in the crowd cheer for her. So, if anyone's gonna be the reason for her leaving, it should be me." Alexa proclaimed.
Corbin evily smirked.
"Well then, I guess that's not a bad idea. Cross, tonight, you will be facing Alexa Bliss one on one. And if, no, when you lose, you're off of Monday Night Raw... Forever!"
Now Dean was pissed.
"You know what, Corbin? Screw you, and screw your fake ass GM position. You wanna put me and my brothers through hell, and then whine when you finally get what's coming to you?! That's a public move, from the biggest punk I know! As a matter of fact, I'd like to continue what Nik over here started last week. Getting my hands on you would be amazing for me at this point."
"Oh, you want a piece of me, Ambrose? Fine. Now, it's gonna be a mixed tag match between me and the Goddess, versus you and your wicked witch of the east. And when we absolutely decimate the two of you, you're both outta here!"
Back to the present time, and Alexa and Baron had just made their respective entrances. They both had extremely confident looks on their faces. Like there was no way they could lose this match. The Shield's music blared through the speakers, and the cameras were circling around, trying to pinpoint where they could be. Eventually the three brothers and Nikki were spotted in the crowd. Nikki was on Roman's back like usual, and Seth and Dean were leading the quartet. All four of them had determined looks on their faces. Roman put Nikki down, and Seth gave Dean a fist bump. Seth and Roman then went backstage, leaving Dean and Nikki to handle their business. As the two made their way through the crowd on the way to the ring, it seemed that everyone was going crazy for Nikki specifically. She couldn't help but smile at all the love coming her way. To think that around this time the previous year, she was a loner, with no one to call friend. Now, she had a whole family, consisting of everyone from the boys in The Shield, to Finn Balor, to the fans.
Now, in order to keep that intact, she had to win. That's why from the moment the bell rang, Nikki was more focused than ever before. No games, no joking, no laughing. Just pure determination on her part. Dean and Corbin started the match, trading blows back and forth. All the while, Alexa decided to poke the bear a little by talking trash from her corner.
"This is your last night on Raw, freak! You hear me?! You're done!" She said with an evil smile.
This had Nikki trying very hard to not grab a chair and repeat what she did to Corbin the week before, but this time to Bliss. Finally, when Dean tagged her, Alexa had no choice but to come in and face her. That didn't stop her from continuing the verbal assault she had began in the beginning of the match.
"You are a joke! These people aren't laughing with you, they're laughing at you! You're like a sideshow freak from the circus!"
And then, she reached out and slapped Cross. Satisfied with herself, she taunted to the crowd, thinking she had Nikki emotionally broken. What she didn't know, was inside, the European Psycho, was snapping. Before she knew what was happening, Nikki started pummeling the Goddess with every fiber of her being. All of her strength went into the strikes she threw. Alexa was completely caught off guard to say the least. Dean was impressed with what he saw, and the audience loved it. Alexa didn't even get a punch in. It got to the point where Baron came in to try and stop her, but the second Dean saw him attempt to put his hands on her, he jumped in and started beating the crap out of him. They were out of the ring, leaving Nikki and Alexa by themselves. Bliss was on the mat, and Nikki was stalking over her, getting ready to end it. She slowly picked her up, hit her with the Fisherman Neckbreaker, pinned her, and there you had it.
Dean ran back in the ring and scooped her up in straight happiness.
"Ya did it, Nik! Ya did it!"
While he was still holding her, she had a wide smile on her face. In an impulsive decision, she grabbed Dean by the head, and kissed him on his cheek.
"OOOOH!" The crowd vocalized.
In the midst of all the celebrating and joy, Ambrose didn't seem to notice Renee Young get up from the announcer's table, and storm to the back.
