Making a Name for Yourself

by Saiyan God.101

Starts after Armageddon07. "My name is Dray. I am a writer for the WWE. I've always been passionate about my job. But I've always been annoyed at how much the WWE Divas are ignored. It's time to make a change. I made a promise. And along with my girlfriend and my team, I fully intend on acting on that promise." Multiple rivalries and matches! I don't own WWE. Just my OCs CH REWRITE

10. Dirty Tactics

A/N: Another chapter! HELL YEAH! Just about managed to squeeze in the last of the Royal Rumble PPV! Hope you enjoy and DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!

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Chapter 10: Dirty Tactics

As soon as Sheree walked out of the gorilla and into the backstage area she was almost immediately swarmed by the Divas and a few of the WWE Superstars, all congratulating her on a job well done.

"Wow! That was amazing, Sheree!" Mickie exclaimed, hugging the brunette haired woman.

"Thanks Mickie!" Sheree said with an appreciative smile on her face, before the two broke up.

"You certainly caught my attention. Nice job out there kid!" Mick Foley said with a smile.

"Thanks Mick! Your praise is always appreciated." Sheree said with a beaming smile.

"You really kicked some ass out there squirt. I'm impressed." Jane said, radiating with pride as she praised the slightly exhausted diva.

"I'm almost afraid to fight you now. I don't feel like getting my head kicked off!" Ashley joked with a smile.

"Meh, that shouldn't really be a problem for you." Kerry said with a lazy shrug, making Ashley glare at the woman, but restrained herself from commenting.

"Well she's certainly taught me a lesson."

Everyone turned to see Elizabeth walking out of the gorilla and heading towards where Sheree was.

"I didn't know you could pull off a powerbomb like that! I mean... I must have weighed a ton for you!" Beth said incredulously.

Sheree just smiled. "What can I say. Having John Cena as a mentor and trainer made me somewhat freakishly strong." Sheree bragged making a few laugh.

"Just great... We get a female John Cena..." Randy drawled with sarcasm laced in his voice.

Sheree simply laughed. "Don't worry Randy. You won't have to worry bout that." Sheree replied

"Oh Yeah? Why's that?" Randy asked in curiosity.

A smile appeared on Sheree's face at that. "Let's just say... My family are notorious for there unpredictability." Sheree replied with a mischievous glint in her eye, while Jane openly cackled.

Randy just stared at the two like they were slightly crazy, making Kerry chuckle at the look on his face.

Elizabeth also laughed before smiling at Sheree. "That was a lot of fun. I can't wait to fight you again. Maybe next time we could take it a step further." She said with a grin.

"I like the sound of that." Sheree replied with a similar grin.

"Well anyway... You girls did a fantastic job! Dray and Christina will be happy with that performance." Roxanna said with a smirk, making Both Elizabeth and Sheree thank the veteran for her praises.

Sheree smiled and laughed with the WWE Divas before glancing to the side finding John standing off to the side with his face still hidden, a smile on his lips.

Sheree smiled at her mentor before going back to the lounge with the rest of the Divas, wanting to watch the rest of the action.

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Later...

"Paparazzi" played throughout the arena to an army of boos as Melina's personal photographers swarmed the stage area of the walkway, rolling out the red carpet.

The doubles doors opened, revealing Melina hiding behind a pair of large feathers, before revealing herself, the Women's Championship around her waist as she posed for the flashing cameras before tossing the feathers to the side, unclipping the Women's Championship from around her waist and walking down the walkway with an arrogant smirk on her face, holding the Woman's Championship over her head, as the photographers continued to take pictures of her.

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is for the WWE Women's Championship! Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, she is the WWE Women's Champion, Melina!"

"The Paparazzi Princess has arrived in New York!" Johnathan Coachman cheered loudly as Melina sauntered her way down the walkway as her personal photographers continued to snap photos of her, while she held the Women's Championship over her head with a smug smile on her face completely, ignoring the WWE Fans.

"Oh please!" Jenna retorted with a roll of her eyes. "Melina has gotta be the most arrogant, self obsessed individual to hold the Women's Championship, ever!"

"Like you know anything! You're just a newbie! Melina is the Woman's Champion for a reason! She is good. In fact she is the greatest Women's Champion of this century! No one can touch her! Not even your twin sister!" Coachman snapped back, making the RAW commentary Team roll their eyes.

"Do I really have to listen to that for the whole match?!" Jenna groaned, already feeling a migraine coming on from listening to Coachman suck up to Melina. "Seriously, who's idea was it to have two commentary teams calling a match at the same time?!"

"Don't look at me?!" King replied with a laugh.

"Don't worry... It's really easy to block him out." Michael Cole responded, ignoring the look of hurt Coachman sent him.

"In my professional opinion, it doesn't matter how good you are, anyone who disrespects a legend like Tara Stone is going to receive the ass whooping of a lifetime!" J.R said.

"Try tellin' that to the fanboy other there!" Jenna retorted as Melina walked up the steel steps and walked along the ring apron until she stood in the middle, whipping her hair dramatically and posing for the flashing cameras.

"Okay. I'll admit it. Angering a woman that has had more battles than any other Diva in the History of WWE is a bad move on Melina's part. But I'm positive that Melina will triumph! Cause she's just that damn good!" Coachman added.

"Yeah, yeah whatever you say..." Jenna retorted as Melina turned around and held up the Women's Championship with a smug grin on her face as the fans booed her, her grin widening slightly causing the fans to boo louder.

Melina handed the Women's Championship to the referee before doing a split on the apron, getting a few cat calls from the large crowd. Melina slid into the ring from under the ropes, snatched her title from the referee and jumped onto the turnbuckle, holding her title up in the air with both hands, flashing the WWE Fans a taunting smirk which made them boo her louder.

The Mexican American jumped off the turnbuckle as her music faded away, frowning and glaring up at the top of the walkway, waiting for Tara to make her appearance, ignoring the loud chanting of "Tara! Tara! Tara!" that overtook Madison Square Garden.

Bong...

All the lights in Madison Square Garden cut off, garnering a huge reaction from the large audience.

Bong...

Melina stared up at the walkway with a steely glare as the darkness slowly faded into a ghoulish purple lighting, smoke covering the entire walkway and the ringside area.

Bong...

Flames erupted from the top of the walkway as the large audience waited eagerly for Tara Stone to appear, while Melina continued to glare up at the stage area, waiting for the legendary veteran to appear.

After a while the double doors slowly opened, revealing Tara Stone to the world, clad in a black leather trench coat and hat, with her ring attire underneath, walking calmly through the flames, her gold eyes glowing in the purple lighting, her gaze set firmly on Melina, The audience in attendance, giving her an explosive reception as "Rest in Peace" played throughout the arena.

"And her opponent, from Death Valley, Tara Stone!"

After a while of staring, Tara walked slowly and calmly down the smoke covered walkway, still glaring at the Women's Champion, who had not taken her eyes off of Tara since she appeared.

"Wow..." Jenna gasped in awe.

"Through blazing hot flames walks, The Princess of Death Valley, Tara Stone." J.R said.

"Is it normal to have goose bumps when she appears?" Jenna asked as goose bumps appeared on her skin, watching in awe as Tara slowly walked down the purple smoke covered walkway, flames rising into the air behind her.

"Definitely! Its one of the many traits she and her mentor The Undertaker seem to share!" King replied.

"Tara Stone is a 6-Time Women's Champion and just like her mentor, The Undertaker, she is undefeated at WrestleMania with eight wins and zero losses." J.R noted.

"This match will undoubtedly push Melina to her limits." Michael said as Tara paused at the bottom of the ramp, giving Melina a cold, icy glare, making Melina frown nervously as her sharp gold eyes drilled into her, before The Lioness turned away from Melina, slowly making her way towards the ring steps.

"Yeah, Tara is truly a one of a kind woman!" King exclaimed.

"But Melina has beaten Tara before. She knows all of Tara's tricks now! She's got this!" Coachman said smugly.

Tara walked up the steps of the ring before stopping behind the ring post and raising her arms as the lighting returned to normal. Tara entered the ring, her gold eyes glaring at the current Women's Champion who was glaring back at her, clutching the title close to her body.

Tara glared at Melina a little more before dipping her head and grabbing her hat, still facing Melina. Tara pulled off her black open crown hat, rolling her eyes into the back of her head as the sound of thunder vibrated throughout the large arena.

Melina remained emotionless, refusing to be intimidated by the twenty-nine year old veteran.

As Tara's theme music faded into the background, the fans got increasingly louder, all chanting Tara's name.

"Tara! Tara! Tara!"

Tara pulled off her long trench coat and handed it and her black hat over to a stagehand around ringside, while Melina gave the referee her title, still glaring at Tara. The referee held up the title, letting the fans know what was at stake before handing the belt over to the timekeeper. He checked to see if both Tara and Melina were ready before signalling for the bell to ring.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

"Here we go!" King exclaimed as Melina and Tara circled the ring before locking up in the middle of the ring. Eventually Tara used her strength to push Melina into the corner.

"And Tara there, using her strength to her advantage in the early goings of this match." J.R said as Tara pinned Melina against the corner, ignoring the referee's demand to let Melina out of the corner, beginning the 5 count when Tara refused.

Tara reluctantly backed away from Melina at a count of 4, but as soon as she let go, Melina kicked her in the gut and switched places with her, stomping away at Tara in the corner.

"Melina with those ferocious stomps to the challenger." J.R observed.

"There is some serious hatred with those stomps!" King noted.

"Melina better be careful! She'll get disqualified if she keeps that up!" Michael said as the referee demanded Melina to back away but the Latin American ignored him, stomping away at the Princess of Death Valley.

"I don't think she cares. She has Champions advantage. She can get counted out or disqualified and she'll still be the Women's Champion." Coachman reminded everyone.

"I can't help but feel like that's what she's aiming for." Jenna retorted with distaste at the thought.

Melina eventually broke away from Tara at a count of 4, ignoring the referee's stern warning and began stomping away at Tara again until the long haired woman pushed her away. Melina went right back after Tara only to receive a teeth shattering uppercut that sent her reeling back.

"Wow!" Jenna exclaimed as Melina stumbled off her feet and away from Tara, placing a hand to her mouth.

"What an uppercut!" J.R said.

"That completely dazed Melina!" King added.

Tara punched at Melina before whipping her towards the ropes, landing a huge boot to the face when Melina rebounded off of it. Melina stumbled to her feet, holding her hand over her mouth in pain. Tara didn't give her a chance to recuperate, landing another powerful uppercut that sent Melina tumbling towards the nearest corner. Tara then began unloading on Melina in the corner with powerful rights to the face.

"Precise, pin point rights from the challenger!" J.R noted.

"Not surprised by this. Tara is the protégé of the best pure striker in the WWE!" Michael Cole added.

"Ouch! Look at those right hand punches!" Jenna winced as each punch landed.

"Melina's getting pummelled!" Coachman exclaimed in worry.

Eventually the ref had to pull Tara away from Melina, giving her a stern warning that Tara ignored. Tara went to unleash more punishment on Melina only to find herself on one knee with a dazed expression on her face, the left side of her face throbbing in pain.

"Oh!" J.R exclaimed.

"What a roundhouse kick!" Jenna said.

"Whoa! I don't think Tara knows where she is right now!" King added.

Before Tara could gain her bearings Melina grabbed a fist full of her long black hair and slammed her face first into the mat.

"And now Melina has taken control of this match." Michael noted.

"Exactly how it should be!" Coachman said with a smile.

Melina glared down at Tara with a scowl on her face before dragging Tara to her feet and throwing her out of the ring.

"Tara now, being thrown out of the ring." J.R noted.

Melina didn't waste anytime and followed the Princess of Death Valley out of the ring as the ref begun counting. Melina forced, Tara to stand, instantly regretting it when Tara's gloved hand snapped out and gripped Melina around her neck, causing the fans cheer,.

"Ah!" King shrieked.

"Melina's caught! Tara has a hold of her!" Michael exclaimed.

Tara's face scrunched up in anger, a scowl on her face as she glared at a suddenly petrified Melina.

"Look at the anger on Tara's face!" J.R observed.

"She's is about to cause some serious damage!" Jenna said.

"Oh no! Do something Melina!" Coachman cried out.

Desperate not to get Chokeslammed into the concrete floor, Melina used her flexibility to her advantage, managing to catch Tara in the side of the head with a huge high kick.

"Oh, nice high kick!" J.R exclaimed.

"Wow!" Jenna gasped, amazed by Melina's flexibility.

"Melina never ceases to amaze with her flexibility! What a woman!" Coachman praised as Tara released her grip around Melina's neck, taking a step back with a pained grimace. Before Tara had a chance to retaliate, Melina bounced Tara's head off the Raw Announce Table.

"Whoa! careful ladies!" King exclaimed.

"Ouch! Tara's head bounced off the table hard!" J.R added.

Melina then grabbed Tara by the arm and launched her into the ring post, sending Tara's head smashing against the steel, making her tumble to the concrete in a daze.

"Oh!" Jenna exclaimed.

"Oh what a collision! Tara's face colliding with the ring post!" Cole said.

"That had to hurt!" King added.

Melina re-entered the ring at a count of six, whilst the referee continued to count out Tara, who was struggling to move.

"We're at a count of eight now!" Michael said in concern.

"Tara's gotta to get back in the ring! If she gets counted out she'll lose the match for sure!" Jenna added.

Just before the ref made the ten count, Tara willed herself to her feet and launched herself back into the ring.

"And Tara beats the ten count!" J.R exclaimed.

"Phew! I almost thought that was it!" Jenna added.

"Melina doesn't look to happy about that." King noted as Melina scowled down at Tara. Melina watched as Tara rose to her knees and kicked her in the ribs, the kick resounding loudly throughout the arena.

Tara sat against the bottom ropes, grimacing in pain, before Melina pressed her foot against Tara's throat, choking her out against the ropes.

"And Melina now, just adding insult to injury!" J.R noted.

"She's got quite the mean streak hasn't she?" Jenna quipped.

"That's why she's the best!" Coachman exclaimed.

Eventually the ref pulled Melina away from Tara, giving her a firm warning. Melina just held her hands up with a sickly sweet smile on her face before going back to unleash more punishment on Tara. Melina forced Tara to stand only to by pushed away and rocked with a massive uppercut.

"Oh!" King exclaimed.

"What an uppercut from Tara!" Michael cried out as Melina stumbled back.

"Tara, beginning to fight back! Beginning to gain some ground!" J.R said as Tara hit Melina with another uppercut making Melina stumble back, leaning against the ropes in a daze.

Tara whipped Melina towards the opposite ropes and flipped her over her head as she rebounded off of them, sending the Latin American flying over her, landing painfully on her back.

"Whoa!" Jenna exclaimed, eyes wide at how high Melina went.

"Look at the height! Melina went flying!" Michael exclaimed.

"Come on! Get up Melina!" Coachman encouraged.

Tara pulled Melina onto her feet and forced her into the corner unleashing a flurry of powerful jabs to Melina's face and midsection before whipping her hard across the ring, making Melina bounce off the turnbuckle and then walk right into a super kick, causing the fans to let loose a loud "Ohhh!" at the impact. "Oh no!"

"Oh! Right on the bottom! Tara caught all of that big Super Kick!" J.R exclaimed as Melina fell back, dazed.

"She got caught right in the mouth!" King added as Tara dropped to her knees, calmly going for the cover.

1...

2...

"And Melina gets the shoulder up at two." Michael noted as Melina pushed her shoulder off the mat.

Tara sat up on her knees as Melina rolled out of the ring, holding a hand over her mouth in pain and falling to the hard concrete floor.

"Melina doesn't look so good!" King said in slight worry.

"A superkick like that will knock anyone loopy!" Jenna said as slowly lifted herself up off the ground.

Tara exited the ring and calmly walked towards Melina who was on her hands and knees.

"Tara is just taking her time right now. Stalking Melina." J.R observed.

"Watch out Melina!" Coachman cried out.

Tara forced Melina onto her feet only to be shoved into the ring post, the back of her head hitting the steel post hard.

"Oh no!" Jenna cried out.

"The back of Tara's head hit that ring post hard!" J.R said.

"Aw, that did not look good." King voiced his concern, wincing at the way the back of Tara's head hit the ring post.

"This is why I love Melina! She was lying in wait! Aw, she is so smart!" Coachman praised.

Tara instinctively placed her hand on the back of her head, trying to soothe the pain, only to walk right into a roundhouse kick from Melina, that left her in a daze, leaning against the ring apron.

"Oh, what a roundhouse kick!" Michael exclaimed.

"Tara's dazed! She's in serious trouble!" Jenna added.

"Get her in the ring! Get her in the ring!" Coachman cheered.

Melina rolled the taller woman into the ring and climbed onto the ring apron, quickly scaling the top rope.

"Melina, scaling the ropes." J.R noted.

"She's got more tricks up her sleeve." King observed.

Melina stayed perched on the top rope, watching as Tara gingerly made it to her feet. Once Tara turned around Melina leaped off the top rope, sending Tara flying off her feet with a huge Missile Dropkick.

"Missile Dropkick!" Michael exclaimed as Melina stood up with an intense scowl on her face, running at the dazed veteran and dropkicking her into the corner. Melina quickly stood up and pressed on the attack, driving multiple forearms into the side of Tara's head.

"Whoa! Look at those forearms!" King exclaimed.

"The Women's Champion is really taking it to the challenger." J.R observed.

Melina continued to hit Tara with multiple forearms and managed to position her on the middle ropes. "Uh-oh! We've seen this before!

"Yeah, Melina is about to end it right now!" Coachman said.

Melina stepped onto the middle ropes as the fans cheered in anticipation of what she was about to do. Melina let loose a piercing streak before jumping and driving her knees into Tara's abdomen.

"And Melina connects with the double knee stomp!" J.R exclaimed.

"Good grief!" King winced from the impact.

"That had to hurt!" Jenna said, as Tara laid on her side, holding her stomach in pain with both arms.

Melina dragged Tara's prone body out of the corner and pinned her shoulders to the mat.

1...

2...

"And Tara manages to get the shoulder up at two." J.R noted as Tara easily lifted her shoulders off the mat.

"I'm a little surprised Tara kicked out after taking those double knees to the stomach." Jenna said.

"I hate to admit it, but it will take more than that to put Tara away. And Melina knows that. Which is why she has to stay calm. She can not allow herself to get frustrated." Coachman replied.

Melina pulled Tara to her feet, and rocked her with forearm strikes to the face, dazing the gold eyed woman, before running the ropes, bouncing off of them only to be caught in the arms of Tara, causing her eyes to widen in horror as she suddenly found herself hanging off Tara's right shoulder.

"Melina got caught!" Jenna exclaimed.

"Tara, going for the Tombstone!" Michael added.

"Ah! This ain't good! Melina's about to take a ride to hell!" King exclaimed.

"No! Melina, fight out of it!" Coachman cried out.

"NO! NOOOO!" Melina shrieked as the fans roared in excitement and anticipation, failing her arms and legs in a desperate attempt to escape the Tombstone Piledriver.

"Melina, trying to get out of the Tombstone with all she's got!" J.R exclaimed.

Melina attacked the tall, powerful woman with desperate forearms to the face, managing to daze Tara and allowing Melina to slip off Tara's shoulder's while grabbing her from behind, forcing Tara to lean back.

"And Melina fights out of it! And now she's looking for the Primal Scream!" Michael exclaimed.

"Aw, my favourite move!" King cheered.

Melina let loose a piercing shriek, receiving a mixed reaction from the fans, setting up for the Primal Scream only for Tara to twist her way out of it.

"Tara escapes! Tara got out of the Primal Scream!" J.R exclaimed.

Tara kicked Melina in the gut then dropped her with a devastating DDT, causing the fans to let loose an "Ohhh!" At the destructive force of Melina's head bouncing off the mat.

"Oh!" Jenn cried out.

"Oh no! That's not good!" King exclaimed.

"What a destructive DDT! Melina's head bounced off the mat with maximum impact!" J.R added.

Tara sat up before calmly going for the cover.

1...

2...

"No! Melina kicks out!" J.R exclaimed as Melina kicked out, making Tara sat up on her knees with her hand on her hips as she stared down at Melina, as if trying to work out what to do next.

Tara then grabbed Melina's left arm, standing up and dragging Melina's still supine form towards the corner and then scaled the ropes, the fans cheering in excitement, all knowing exactly what Tara was about to do.

"Oh no..." Coachman muttered.

"I know what Tara is about to do here!" Michael Cole cried out.

"Tara thinking high risk!" J.R said.

"Melina might wanna move! She don't wanna be there!" Jenna exclaimed.

Tara perched herself on the top rope, about to hit the Hell-Sault on Melina when the Latin American suddenly stood up and threw herself onto the top rope, causing Tara to fall off, crashing down to the mat on the back of her neck. "Oh no!"

"Melina clipped the ropes!" J.R exclaimed.

"Phew... That was so close." Coachman sighed in relief.

"I don't like the way Tara landed." Jenna said in concern.

"Yeah, Neither do I. She landed right on her neck." Michael added in equal concern.

"She's fine. She's been through worse." King reassured the two.

Melina wasted no time in capitalizing on Tara's fall, forcing the women to her feet, and dragging her into the middle of the ring. Melina forced Tara to lean backwards, letting loose a piercing shriek, getting a chorus of boos from the large crowd in Madison Square Garden. "Uh-oh! Melina with that piercing shriek! This doesn't look good for Tara!"

"Melina, looking to end it right here!" Michael exclaimed.

Melina lifted her leg and dropped it across Tara's face, successfully hitting the Primal Scream, transitioning it into a split leg pin in the process.

"Oh man!" King exclaimed as the back of Tara's head slammed into the mat.

"Primal Scream!" J.R cried out.

"Yes! It's over! Melina has retained the Women's Championship!" Coachman cheered.

1...

2...

"No! Tara kicks out! Tara stays alive!" J.R exclaimed, the fans erupting in joy and relief at Tara kicking out.

"What?!" King said in shock.

"Noo!" Coachman cried out in despair at Tara kicking out.

"Phew... I actually thought that was it!" Jenna sighed in relief.

"Tara kicked out at the last minute! Melina was so close to retaining the Women's Championship right there!" Michael added.

"Dammnit..." Coachman growled as Melina glared down at the Princess of Death Valley, annoyed and frustrated that the woman had managed to kick out of her finisher.

"Frustration clear on the face of Melina." J.R observed.

"Yeah, she is not pleased." Jenna added.

"This is what I was afraid of! Don't get frustrated Melina!" King called out as Melina stood up angrily, glaring angrily at the fans in attendance as a loud "Let's go Tara! Let's go Tara! Let's go Tara!" chant broke out throughout Madison Square Garden.

"With these idiots chanting for Tara, I can't blame Melina for getting frustrated." Coachman retorted.

"Are you kiddin' me right now! You're blame Melina's frustration on the fans?!" Jenna questioned incredulously as Melina grabbed Tara by her silky long black locks, ignoring the referee's demand to let go of the hair, and pulling Tara to her feet.

"Yes I am." Was Coachman's answer making Jenna shake her head as Melina dragged Tara along with her and towards the corner of the ring, climbing up onto the second rope.

"What's Melina thinking of doing here?" Michael questioned as Melina forced Tara to look up at her, and then ran her thumb across her throat with her tongue sticking out, much to the displeasure of the fans.

"Oh boy..." King commented with a chuckle.

"Melina, taunting Tara!" J.R said.

"I don't think that's a good idea, Melina!" Jenna added nervously.

"Ha! Ever the prankster! I love it!" Coachman praised.

Tara's hand snapped out and grabbed Melina by the throat, making Melina's eyes widen in fear as the fans roared in excitement. "No!"

"Told ya!" Jenna exclaimed.

"Oh no! Tara's got her!" Michael cried out.

Tara snarled at the frightened woman before launching her off the middle rope, chokeslamming her into the mat with destructive force!

"Oh jeez!" King exclaimed.

"Chokeslam! Tara hit the Chokeslam!" J.R exclaimed.

"And that is all she wrote!" Jenna added.

"Aw no! Not like this!" Coachman yelled out as Tara went for the cover, hooking Melina's leg.

1...

2...

"And Melina kicks out!" Michael exclaimed as the fans screamed out in shock.

"W-What?! She kicked out?!" King stuttered in shock.

"Yes!" Coachman cheered.

"Melina kicked out of the Chokeslam!" J.R exclaimed.

"Wow! That was close! That was really close!" Jenna said.

Tara stood with a frown on her face as she stared down at Melina who still seemed a little out of it. Tara went to grab Melina only to be caught in a roll up attempt, catching her completely off guard. "Whoa! Whoa!"

"Roll up!" Michael exclaimed.

"Tara got suckered in!" King cried out.

1...

2...

Tara managed to fight out of the roll up just after the two count.

"And Tara gets out of it!" Michael said.

As soon as Tara stood she caught Melina in the chin with a super kick, causing the women to fall back to the mat. "Superkick!"

"My god what a kick!" J.R exclaimed.

"Ohhh, Melina had no way of stopping that one." Jenna commented.

"Come on Melina! Don't let this freak get the best of you!" Coachman cried out.

Tara stared down Melina before rolling her eyes into the back of her head and running her thumb across her throat, signaling for the Tombstone Piledriver, much to the excitement of the large crowd of fans. "Oh no! Oh no, this is not good! This is really not good!"

Tara pulled Melina to her feet and scooped her up, setting up for the Tombstone Piledriver.

"Tara! Tara is setting up for the Tombstone!" J.R exclaimed.

"Melina's in danger!" Jenna cried out.

"Ah no! Melina's gonna get tombstone to hell!" King exclaimed.

"No! No! Melina counter it! Do something!" Coachman pleaded.

Tara dropped to her knees planting Melina head first into the mat, successfully hitting the Tombstone!

"My god! What crushing impact!" J.R exclaimed.

"Tombstone Piledriver!" Michael added as Melina fell onto her back, seemingly out cold.

"No!" Coachman cried out.

"This has gotta be it! Tara is gonna walk out of Madison Square Garden with the Women's Championship!" Jenna exclaimed.

Tara placed Melina's hands onto her chest while sticking her tongue out for the cover, the fans counting the pin along with the referee.

1...

2...

To the shock of the fans and Tara, Melina somehow managed to get her shoulders up just before the three count, causing Tara's eyes to widen in surprise and disbelief.

"No! Melina kicked out of the Tombstone!" Michael exclaimed.

"W-What?!" Jenna stuttered, eyes wide.

"My god! Melina kicked out of the Tombstone! Melina is still alive!" J.R added.

That was just way to close to call! Way to close!" King cried out.

"I never doubted her for a second! I knew Melina would kick out!" Coachman said.

Tara rolled away from Melina, creating some distance between the two and hit the mat in frustration.

"Tara's starting to get frustrated." Jenna noted as a frustrated scowl appeared on Tara's face.

"Tara wants the Women's Championship so bad!" J.R said.

"Yeah well she'll have to beat Melina first if she wants it that bad!" Coachman retorted.

Tara stood up, her gold eyes hardening towards Melina before shaking her head as if still in disbelief that Melina managed to kick out of the Tombstone. Tara slowly walked to Melina and grabbed Melina, pulling her back onto her feet, only to receive a back kick from Melina.

"Oh What a kick!" J.R said as Tara fell back, dazed from the surprise kick.

"She hit that from out of nowhere!" Jenna cried out..

"Cover her! Cover her Melina!" Coachman exclaimed.

Melina crawled towards Tara who looked out of it, laying her body on top of Tara, too exhausted to hook her legs or pin her shoulders to the mat.

1...

2...

Tara lifted her shoulders up before the three count to a positive reaction from the fans, pushing Melina off in the process.

"NO! Tara kicks out at two!" Michael exclaimed.

"Dammnit! What the hell does Melina have to do to put that freak away!" Coachman snapped in annoyance.

"You said it yourself Coach! It will take a lot to put Tara away!" Jenna replied.

"Tara is very resilient. That's part of why she's survived all these wars and battles that she had to go through." J.R commented as Melina slowly rolled away from Tara, sitting against the far corner, while running her hand through her long black hair, glaring at the still form of Tara Stone, trying to work out what to do next.

"Yeah... And Melina is finding that out first hand. Tara just doesn't know how to quit!" King added.

Melina stood up and walked towards Tara with a cold look on her face, only to fall back on her butt when Tara suddenly sat up and glared at her with a fiery look in her eye.

"Whoa!" Jenna exclaimed as the fans erupted at the sight.

"Oh no!" King cried out.

"Tara has risen!" J.R exclaimed.

"That... Was scary..." Jenna commented in fear.

"Forget about this match Melina! Run! Get outta here! You don't have to fight this old fossilized freak anymore!" Coachman yelled out as Melina stared at Tara with wide eyes, staring into the glowing gold eyes of the Princess of Death Valley, backing up into the ropes in fear.

"Melina is scared stiff!" Michael said.

"I don't blame her!" Coachman added.

Tara stood up, taking Melina down with a hard right to the face, when Melina tried to run at her. Melina stumbled to her feet, eating fists to the face that backed her up into the corner. Tara pressed on with her assault, striking Melina with fast, furious rights to the face before whipping Melina into the opposite corner. Tara ran at the Latin American, clotheslining her against the turnbuckle.

Tara then lifted the Latin American onto her right shoulder and dropped her face first onto the turnbuckle, leaving Melina in a daze, struggling to stay on her feet. Tara ran towards the far ropes, rebounding off of it and dropping Melina with a big boot to the face.

"Oh, what a boot! Melina went flying off her feet!" Michael exclaimed.

"Tara is cooking on gas right now!" J.R cried out.

"She's all over the place! I can hardly keep up!" King exclaimed.

"For a woman that's 5'12, Tara moves pretty fast!" Jenna said in awe.

"Come on Melina! Get up!" Coachman cried out.

Tara ran the ropes, rebounding off of them, looking for a leg drop but Melina rolled out of the way at the last minute.

"And Melina moves out of the way!" Michael called out.

"Phew... I almost thought that was it!" Coachman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Melina's title run was in danger of bursting into flames there and she knows it!" Jenna said as Tara stood up with a grimace of pain before running at Melina with a clothesline only for the Latin American to lean backwards into a bridging position, causing Tara's arm to go sailing over her. "Whoa!"

"Tara misses wildly!" J.R said.

"Matrix! I love it when Melina does that!" King gushed.

Tara turned around when she realized that she had missed only to receive a Pelé kick right in the face, sending her falling back onto the mat in a daze!

"Wow! what a devastating kick!" J.R exclaimed.

Melina glared at Tara as she stood up, rubbing her hand over her lips to get rid of the pain before pulling the taller woman to her feet and leaning her against the corner. Melina stepped onto the middle ropes and began raining down forearms to the face of Tara, ignoring the warnings the referee was giving her. "Look at the viciousness Melina is showing right now with those destructive forearms!"

"She's frustrated. Melina has thrown everything at Tara and ain't Tara has not gone down!" Michael commented.

"Come on Melina! Get her outta there!" The referee shouted trying to pull her away from Tara, causing the Latin American to snap her head towards him with an icy glare on her face.

"Shut the hell up!" Melina snapped, causing the referee to back away slightly out of fear of angering her further.

"I don't think Melina likes referees." King said with a chuckle.

Snapping at the referee ended up being Melina's biggest mistake, because as soon as she turned her attention away from Tara, the tall black haired woman immediately took full advantage of the distraction, grabbing Melina's leg and lifting her onto her shoulders, causing Melina's eyes to widen in fear as Tara took a few steps away from the corner. "Uh-oh! That's not good!"

"Tara! Tara is preparing for the Last Ride! She's gonna powerbomb Melina straight to hell!" J.R exclaimed.

"Melina took her eye off Tara for a second, and now she's about to pay for it!" Jenna added.

"No! Not like this! Not like this!" Coachman cried out as Tara lifted Melina high above her head only she didn't have a firm grip, allowing Melina to fight out of the Last Ride, landing on her feet behind Tara.

"Melina escapes danger!" Michael said.

"Phew! That was close!" Coachman commented.

Before Tara could retaliate, Melina turned and shoved her into the referee, Tara's tall frame knocking the man off his feet.

"Oh no!" King exclaimed as the fans let loose a loud "Ohhh!" and winced at the sight of Tara knocking down the referee.

"Melina just shoved Tara into the Referee!" J.R cried out.

"He is out! There ain't no way he's gettin' up after a collision like that!" Jenna said.

While Tara was staring down at the referee in annoyance and a tiny flicker of concern, Melina stuffed her hand into her top.

"Hey, wait a minute..." Jenna muttered eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"What? What up?" King asked curiously.

"Wait.. What is Melina doing?" Michael questioned in suspicion.

With a sly evil smile on her face Melina pulled out a knuckle-duster from the inside of her top, much to the ire of the fans who were now all calling out to an oblivious Tara to watch out.

"Is that... Are those knuckle-dusters?!" Jenna exclaimed in shock.

"What!" King exclaimed, staring at Melina with wide eyes.

"No! Why Melina?! Why do you have to resort to this?!" J.R questioned in anger.

"Yes! Knock her lights out! Send her back to the dark side! Bust her open!" Coachman cheered.

As soon as Tara turned around Melina blasted her in the face with the knuckle-dusters, sending Tara crumbling to floor on one knee, completely dazed!

"Oh my god! Melina just punched Tara in the face with that foreign object!" J.R cried, Madison Square Garden erupting in a sea of boos.

"She really went for it!" King exclaimed.

"I don't believe this!" Jenna raged as Melina threw the knuckle-dusters out of the ring and then grabbed Tara and forced her to lean back letting loose a loud shriek, setting up for the Primal Scream.

"And now Melina, setting up the Primal Scream!" Michael said.

"Yeah! Finish her off Melina!" Coachman cheered.

"How can you applauded this?!" Jenna snapped,

"Melina's the champ! She can do what she likes!" Coachman retorted.

Melina gave the fans in Madison Square Garden a smug grin as they booed her viciously, which only worsened when Melina ran her thumb across her throat with her tongue sticking out before dropping her leg on Tara for the Primal Scream just as the referee had regained conscious.

"Primal Scream!" Michael exclaimed.

1...

"Oh come on! Not this way!" J.R said.

2...

3!

"Dammnit!"

Madison Square Garden erupted into a sea of boos as Melina stood up with a huge smug grin on her face, her theme music blasting throughout the stadium.

"And Melina retains the Women's Championship!" Michael said.

"You've gotta be kiddin' me right now!" Jenna growled.

"Here's your winner and still WWE Women's Champion, Melina!" Lilian Garcia announced as Melina snatched the belt from the referee, holding it up in the air as the fans voiced their distaste for the way Melina won.

"Well... err... I question Melina's tactics but, a wins a win!" King commented with a nervous smile.

"Oh sure, whatever..." Jenna replied with a roll of her eyes.

"Yeah! Well done Melina! You deserved it!" Coachman praised, standing up and clapping for the Women's Champion as she stepped onto the second ropes, holding up the Woman's Championship up with a yelling, "I TOLD YOU SO!" at the WWE Fans in attendance, causing them to boo her even louder.

"Oh my god..." Jenna groaned, face palming.

"Would you sit down!" J.R snapped.

"Why should I?!" Coachman exclaimed.

"Cause you're embarrassing yourself." Michael retorted.

"Why are you guys so negative all of a sudden?! The better woman won and it was a great match!" Coachman replied.

"It was a great match! Until Melina decided to sucker punch Tara in the face with a pair of knuckle-dusters!" Jenna snapped as Melina stepping off the turnbuckle before sauntering over to the other turnbuckle opposite the time keepers area.

"... I didn't see anything." Coachman said.

"Oh for the love of...!"

"Pay no mind to him Jenna, he's an idiot." J.R retorted as Melina climbed onto the second rope and held the Woman's Championship up over her head, gloating to the fans with an obnoxious, mocking grin on her face. Melina jumped off the turnbuckle and turned around only to be grabbed around the neck by a pissed off Tara Stone!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Michael exclaimed.

"No!" Coachman cried out.

"Tara! Tara has a hold of Melina!" J.R exclaimed.

"And she ain't happy! Aw crap! She's ticked off!" Jenna yelled out.

"Ah, I knew this was gonna come back to bite Melina in the behind! I just knew it!" King exclaimed as Melina dropped the Women's Championship to the floor, her eyes wide in sheer terror as Tara scowled in her face, her gold eyes narrowed in rage as she glared murderously at Melina, her grip tightening around Melina's neck, getting a strangled gasp from her, while the fans cheered at the thought of Tara unleashing a beating on Melina.

"NOOO!" Coachman shouted as Tara lifted Melina high off the mat with one hand before bringing her back down to earth with a devastating Chokeslam that was reminiscent of the Chokeslams she and The Undertaker used to do during there American Badass gimmick.

"Oh my god, what a Chokeslam!" J.R exclaimed.

"My god, did you see the height on that?!" King cried out in shock. "Melina nearly flew!"

"Why Tara Why?! Why did you have to ruin a perfectly good moment!" Coachman cried.

"Oh shaddup! Melina had that comin' the minute she punched Tara in the face with those knucks!" Jenna snapped.

Tara glared down at the knocked out Women's Champion before grabbing a fist full of her hair, getting a loud positive response from the fans.

"Hey, come on now Tara. You've done enough..." King said.

"I agree! That's enough already!" Coachman snapped.

"Tara wants to punish Melina for the crime she has committed!" Michael said.

"Melina robbed Tara of the Championship and now she has to pay for the consequences!" J.R added.

"Melina's bout to wish she never brought out those brass knucks!" Jenna said as Tara pulled Melina onto her feet, ignoring the referee's pleads to stop with her assault and scooped up the Latin American up for the Tombstone.

"Oh no!" King cried out as Tara hit an impactful Tombstone Piledriver on an already in pain Melina, driving Melina's skull into the mat.

"Tombstone!" Michael exclaimed as Tara loomed over the still, supine form of Melina, scowling down at her with burning rage in her cold gold eyes.

"My god! Tara just about destroyed the Women's Champion!" J.R cried out.

"Tara is a sore loser!" Coachman raged.

"Oh gimme a break! Melina cheated! She took the cheap victory! She got exactly what she deserved!" Jenna retorted.

"Yeah well it doesn't matter what Tara does! Melina is still the Woman's Champion and she'll just have to deal with it!" Coachman snapped as Tara glared down at the unconscious Latin American while resting her arms on her knee before grabbing the Women's Championship, rolling her eyes back and sticking her tongue out, while slowly lifting the Woman's Championship into the air, "Rest in Peace" blasting through the airwaves as a ghoulish purple lighting engulfed the entire arena as the fans cheered.

Tara then dropped the Woman's Championship on top of Melina before proceeding to leave the ring, still angry about the outcome of the match.

"Well, Melina may of won the match, but she definitely didn't win the fight!" J.R said as Tara walked up the walkway with her fists on her hips, a frustrated expression on her face.

"Yeah. This is far from over." Jenna snapped.

"You're damn right it's far from over! If you think Melina is gonna let Tara get away with assaulting her you are sadly mistaken!" Coachman snapped.

"I think Melina is the one who should be worried don't you? This is second time that she has cheated Tara out of Championship victory." Jenna replied.

"She is right. If I was Melina, I wouldn't go anywhere near Smackdown for a while. I'd stay on Raw!" King exclaimed.

"Whatever..." Coachman retorted in annoyance.

...

Later...

"That was awesome out there you two!" Sheree praised as she stood outside the Divas locker room with Melina and Roxanna. Sheree was now wearing dark jeans, black converse and her favourite black leather jacket while Melina and Roxanna had opted to wearing their street attire after showering, with Roxanna wearing a black Undertaker Themed T-Shirt with her bikers jacket over the top of it, black leather pants which was fastened by a leather black, sliver studded belt with a jolly roger as the belt buckle and a pair of black leather stilettos with zips running down the back.

"Just another day for this awesome Women's Champion!" Melina said with an obnoxious grin on her face while tapping the Women's Championship belt that was hanging over her shoulder, making Roxanna raise an eyebrow before shaking her head in amusement.

"Sheree, hurry up and kick her ass. I think the success has gone to her head." Roxanna making Sheree chuckle while Melina scoffed.

"You're just sour because I punched you in the face with a knuckle-duster." Melina commented.

"I've gotta right to be! That thing hurt like a bitch!" Roxanna replied with a chuckle.

"Did you really have knuckle-dusters sandwiched between your top and your bra for the entire match?" Sheree asked with a smile of amusement when Melina grimaced.

"Its was uncomfortable but it paid off! The crowd hated me for it!" Melina said with a chuckle.

Just then a pair of muscular arms wrapped around Sheree's waist causing the young woman to frown in annoyance while Melina and Roxanna looked on in amusement.

"Randal Keith Orton, if ya don't let me go this second I'll rip yer arms off!" Sheree threatened with her Boston accent coming through heavily along with her annoyance.

A sigh of disappointment was all she got in response.

"Seriously? What the hell do you and the snake get up to when I ain't around?"

Sheree's eyes widen. That most definitely was not Randy Orton.

Sheree turned around and hugged the young man that was standing behind her.

He stood just over Sheree's height but was still fairly built in muscle. He had dark brown eyes and wore a smile that looked eerily similar to her mother's trademark mischievous smile.

He wore a cap that was turned backwards, causing a small part of his spiky black hair to pop out of the hole and a white t-shirt that had a picture of Freya wearing black lace lingerie and stockings in a seductive pose. The young man also wore dark blue jeans and black trainers.

Sheree let go of the young man with a huge smile on her face.

"Ethan! When did you get here!?" Sheree exclaimed.

"I was actually here since the Pay-Per-View started. But mom had security drag me backstage! A swear she's crazy!" Ethan said, while doing the loco gesture.

Sheree frowned and punched him in the arm, making him wince in pain. "You shouldn't talk about mom like that."

"Sorry... Please stop hittin' me, I'm not as strong as you anymore." Ethan groaned while rubbing his arm.

Melina cleared her throat making Sheree and Ethan turn towards her and Roxanna.

Ethan's eyes widened at seeing the two women standing in front of him while Sheree smiled apologetically at them.

"Sorry bout that. This is my little brother, Ethan Huxley." Sheree said.

Roxanna raised a brow at the young man and smiled. "This is lil Ethan? No way! You've gotten tall kid!" Roxanna exclaimed, causing Ethan to chuckle nervously, a small blush dusting his cheeks.

Melina looked the man up and down before smirking. "He's cute!" She said causing the man's face to go a deeper shade of red at the compliment.

"I... Er... I..."

"Use your words, Ethan." Sheree said with a chuckle making Ethan glare down at her.

Roxanna chuckled at how flustered the young man became in their presence.

"We're going to the lounge to watch the rest of the PPV with the others. You two coming?" Roxanna asked.

"Be there in a moment." Sheree said.

Roxanna nodded before she and Melina walked off leaving Sheree alone with her brother.

Ethan watched them go, still a little awestruck before giving Sheree a big goofy grin. "She called me cute."

Sheree rolled her eyes. "You're 17 Ethan. You're a baby to her."

"No I'm not! I'm a grown man! I'm perfectly capable of picking up older chicks!" Ethan said, appearing offended by Sheree's comment.

Sheree held her hands up in mock surrender. "Alright, alright! I get it Mr. Macho Man. Sorry for offendin' ya." She said before suddenly frowning.

"So... Is... Er... Is Diana here?" Sheree asked.

The question instantly made Ethan frown. "I think it would be best if she never came here." Ethan answered.

"I know but-"

"You've just won your first ever Pay-Per-View match. You're moving onto big things Sheree! If Diana came to watch you wrestle she would only ruin the good mood you're in." Ethan said.

Sheree looked conflicted about the whole thing. Her eldest sister wasn't exactly a fan of wrestling. She's pretty sure she hates her for even taking an interest in the sport.

"Look. Forget about Diana. You're doin' great right now. Don't let Diana spoil that for you." Ethan said sincerely.

Sheree smiled timidly. "Alright. Thanks for being here."

Ethan just smirked. "No prob."

Sheree smiled before raising an eyebrow at his choice of clothing. "If Charlotte sees that shirt, you're dead." Sheree commented in amusement.

Ethan looked down at his shirt before looking back up at Sheree.

"What? She's sexy. Besides, I'm just a fan. She can't touch me." Was his answer causing Sheree to chuckle in response.

"No More Words" played in the background, letting them know that the WWE Championship match between Orton and Jeff Hardy was about to begin.

"Come on. I don't want to miss Kerry and her sexy body!" Ethan said making Sheree shake her head at her teenage brother in amusement as they made their way towards the lounge.

...

"Hey!"

Madison Square Garden erupted into an army of boos as "Burn In My Light" played throughout the arena. Jeff Hardy was already in the ring, a serious expression on his face, clearly ready for the WWE Championship match.

Randy Orton emerged as the double doors opened for him, an emotionless expression on his face, the WWE Championship held securely on his shoulder. Kerry was close behind, wearing an 'RKO' themed black t-shirt and blue skinny jeans that was tucked into black heeled boots.

Kerry and Randy walked slowly down the walkway, both glaring at Jeff Hardy who was glaring at them with equal intensity.

"And here comes, the WWE Champion, Randy Orton." J.R said as Randy and Kerry walked slowly down the walkway.

"And he's brought the beautiful but equally dangerous Kerry with him!" King gushed in excitement.

"This match is going to be amazing! I can't wait!" Jenna exclaimed.

"This is definitely a match to watch ladies and gentlemen. But you have to wonder, if Kerry will try to tip the odds in Orton's favour in this WWE Championship match." J.R wondered.

"That's a stupid question J.R! Of course Kerry is gonna get involved in this match! She's gonna want to make sure Jeff doesn't walk out of here with the WWE title! Especially after he hit her with the Twist of Fate and nearly gave her a concussion!" King answered.

Orton pulled the WWE Championship off his shoulders and then looked up at Jeff, shaking his head as if to say; "You're not taking this away from me!"

"What!" Hardy snapped whilst throwing his arms out, taking a step towards Orton in anger, only to be held back by the referee, making Kerry smile mockingly at the man.

"Jeff might as well have eyes in the back of his head. You never know what might happen when Kerry's around." Jenna added as Randy walked slowly up the steel stairs while Kerry stayed at ringside.

Randy slowly entered the ring watching Hardy cautiously with narrowed, emotionless eyes before holding the WWE Championship up with one hand, receiving a small reaction from the crowd.

Randy turned away from the large crowd, handing the WWE Championship over the referee whilst glaring at Jeff. Kerry jumped onto the apron, giving him a few words of encouragement before the bell rang for the match to start while Lilian Garcia made the announcements.

"The Following Contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the WWE Championship!" Lilian announced, receiving a great reaction from the crowd.

"Introducing first the challenger, from Cameron, North Carolina, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is the Intercontinental Champion, Jeff Hardy!"

Jeff preformed his taunt letting loose a kamikaze like yell, getting an explosive reaction from the fans while Kerry and Orton glared at him in disgust.

"Wow..." King said in awe at the huge reaction Jeff received, chants of "Hardy! Hardy! Hardy!" vibrating throughout the arena.

"And from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the WWE Champion, Randy Orton!"

Randy stepped towards Hardy with a tiny viper like smirk as the fans booed him harshly while Kerry stepped off the apron, smirking at Jeff as Lilian exited the ring.

The referee lifted up the WWE Championship high above his head, letting everyone know what was at stake. The referee went to hand over the WWE Title to Lilian Garcia only for Kerry to quickly walk over and snatch it out of his hands, holding it securely on her shoulders, silently daring the man to try and order her to give it to the bell ringer with her cold evil gaze.

"It looks like Kerry wants to hold the WWE Championship during this match." J.R observed.

"It looks good on her." King added.

"She's probably just holdin' onto it so that she could run off with it when Jeff Hardy wins." Jenna retorted.

Kerry suddenly turned and gave Jenna an icy glare, clearly not happy with what she just said, while Jenna froze in surprise before giving the blonde haired woman a glare of her own. Kerry glared at her a little more before eventually turning away.

"Err... I think she heard you..." King muttered nervously.

"I know... She was supposed to hear me." Jenna replied.

"You've got some guts kid." J.R commented.

"It's a family trait." Jenna replied.

The referee opted to let Kerry hold the title and signalled for the bell to be rang. He didn't feel like losing his head today.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

"Here we go! Jeff Hardy vs. Randy Orton for the WWE Championship!" J.R said as Jeff and Randy circled the ring before locking up, pushing against each other and pushing each other around the ring, against the ropes and corners, fans chanting "Let's go Hardy! Let's go Orton! Let's go Hardy! Let's go Orton! Let's go Hardy! Let's go Orton!" loudly as the two continued to test each other's strengths.

This continues until Orton pinned Jeff against the ropes, causing the referee to begin counting. Orton slowly broke away from Jeff at a count of 4 with a mocking sly smirk causing Jeff to shove Orton away from him harshly, making Orton glare at him in annoyance while Jeff remained calm and collected, the fans cheering loudly for Jeff.

"Don't let him get to you! Keep calm!" Kerry said when she saw the look of annoyance Orton's face.

Orton nodded and calmed down again, both he and Hardy locking up again with Hardy taking advantage, grabbing Orton in a firm headlock. Orton winced slightly before shoving the Charismatic Enigma off, only for Hardy to quickly bounce off the ropes, taking Orton down with a shoulder tackle. Orton stumbled to his feet, before Hardy took him down with a headlock takedown, keeping the self proclaimed Legend Killer grounded on the mat.

"I've gotta wonder, What does all of this mean for Jeff Hardy? What does the WWE Championship mean to Jeff?" J.R questioned as Orton struggled to get out of Hardy's vice like grip.

"Well, we saw the video footage earlier. This is something Jeff has worked his entire life for." Jenna replied as Jeff used his body weight to pin Orton's shoulder to the mat.

"Look out! There's a count." J.R observed, only Orton managed to raise his shoulders after the 2 count.

"That good and all. I mean yeah... Hardy has worked very hard to get to this moment, but it won't be easy. Orton ain't just gonna let him take it!" King added as Orton managed to roll Jeff over onto his shoulder, only managing to get the 1 count, before Hardy righted himself, his arms tightening around Orton's neck.

Orton grunted in annoyance and pain before grabbing a fist full of Hardy's hair, much to the chagrin of the referee. Orton pulled Jeff's head back, and wrapped his long legs around Jeff's neck, making it hard for Jeff to keep the headlock he had on Orton snitched in.

"Orton with the head-scissors, using those long legs of his." J.R noted.

"That's somethin' you don't see everyday. Especially from Orton." Jenna commented as Orton eventually escaped Hardy's headlock, using the head-scissors to full effect, using his whole body to wrench in the hold as tight as possible.

"Orton now, with the clear cut advantage." J.R observed.

"That's defiantly slowing Jeff Hardy down." Jenna said.

Jeff grimaced slightly before kicking out of Orton's head-scissors attempt, both men quickly raising to their feet. Jeff moved quicker than Orton, catching the Legend Killer in an atomic drop, making Orton wince in pain.

Hardy then shoved Orton onto his back, holding his legs apart whilst looking up at the crowd and letting loose a loud yell, The fans all cheering loudly, all knowing what Jeff was about to do.

"We've seen this before!" J.R exclaimed.

"Orton is about to feel a lot of pain!" Jenna added.

"OH!" King exclaimed as Jeff jumped, dropping his legs across the mid-section of Orton, making him groan in pain.

"Leg drop between the legs of Orton!" J.R exclaimed.

"That had to hurt!" Jenna winced.

Randy sat up with a look of pain on his face, only to receive a front dropkick to the chest, sending him crashing back to the mat. "OH!"

"Jeff Hardy! With that quick baseball slide, hooking the leg...!" J.R exclaimed as Jeff went for a quick cover.

"Kick out!" Kerry cried out.

1...

2...

"...And got a near fall! Hardy forcing the issue, with a flurry of offence." J.R observed.

Jeff stood up and grabbed Orton, pulling him up onto his feet only for Orton to connect with a swift kick to the stomach, making Jeff back away, leaning against the ropes in pain. Orton stalked Hardy with a sinister snarl, grabbing Jeff's head and dragging him over to the corner bashing his head off the top turnbuckle.

Kerry watched with a wicked smirk as Orton pummelled away at Jeff with angry, vicious fists to the face.

"Look at that, vicious, evil smile on Kerry's face as she watches Orton go to town on Hardy." King said, as the cameras panned over to Kerry.

"She just loves the suffering of others don't she?" Jenna questioned.

"That's Kerry in a nutshell, Jenna." J.R replied as Orton, clobbered Hardy in the back and glared viciously at the WWE Fans.

"HOW'S YOUR BOY NOW HUH?!" Orton snapped at them whilst holding his arms out mockingly, causing the fans to erupt into a sea of boos. "WHAT'S HE DOING NOW?! NOTHING!"

"He's gettin' a bit overconfident ain't he." Jenna said with an amused smile.

"I think Randy Orton is somewhat underestimating Jeff Hardy." J.R said as Orton backed away from the ropes and Jeff Hardy.

Orton pulled Jeff to his feet and whipped him into the opposite ropes, only with when Jeff rebounded off the ropes, The Charismatic Enigma connected with a kick to Orton's chest, making stumble out to the ropes with a pained expression.

"Well Orton wants to take control of this match. He wants to take the upper hand. And once he does that, he's gonna let everybody know he's got it!" King said as Jeff ran at Orton and instantly clotheslined him out of the ring, making Randy land hard on the outside.

"Hardy with a clothesline that takes Orton out and onto the concrete floor." J.R observed.

"Kerry looks very concerned right now!" Jenna commented as Kerry slowly began making her way towards with Orton landed with a look of concern on her face.

"Uh-oh, here we go!" King exclaimed as Jeff ran the ropes, rebounding off of them and catapulting towards a recovering Orton.

Randy stood up only for Jeff to hit him with a dropkick through the ropes, sending Orton flying head first into the barricade wall behind him.

"And a dropkick through the ropes sends Orton- Oh good lord!" J.R exclaimed, wincing at the way Randy's head hit the barricade, lying against to barricade in a awkward position, Kerry looking on with wide eyes.

"Whoa!" King exclaimed as Hardy lifted his arms up as the fans cheered, before watching Orton with narrowed eyes.

"Orton's head just snapped off the barricade wall! Orton's head just snapped off the security wall!" J.R said as Kerry rushed over towards Randy.

"Oh my gosh... Look at his neck!" Jenna cried out. "This match could be over!"

"Are you okay, Randy?!" Kerry asked with an extremely worried expression on her face, while Orton leaned against the barricade on his neck.

"That must be uncomfortable!" Jenna said with a wince as the referee exited the ring to check on Orton.

"Yeah... I mean look at this impact! Watch the back of Orton's head!" King said as replays was shown of Hardy dropkicking Orton into the security wall. "Oh my gosh!"

Orton eventually got back to his feet, but as soon as he turned towards the ring, Jeff launched himself over the top rope, taking out the current WWE Champion and almost hitting Kerry in the process who managed to get out of the way just in time.

"Whoa!" Jenna exclaimed.

"Jeff Hardy just launched himself over the top rope!" J.R exclaimed.

"What is he playing at?! He nearly hit Kerry!" King snapped in annoyance.

Jeff slowly got to his feet and slide back into the ring, letting loose another yell, and getting a loud cheer from the fans, while Orton stumbled around ringside with Kerry following closely behind him.

"Jeff better get Orton back in the ring. The Title can not change via count out." J.R noted.

Orton dropped to his knees near the ECW announce table with Kerry beside him. "You alright?"

A look of anger appeared on Orton's face. "Let's get outta of here!" He whispered harshly, making Kerry smirk.

Kerry handed Orton the Championship as he stood up. "Forget this!" Orton snapped.

"Wait a minute... Is Orton attempting to leave?!" Jenna questioned as Kerry through Jeff Hardy a smug grin as the two began to walk off.

"It looks like it!" King answered.

"Orton wants to take his Championship and go home!" J.R exclaimed.

Orton and Kerry didn't even make it past the ECW announce table before Jeff cut them off, immediately punching Orton in the face, making him drop the WWE Title onto the floor.

"And Hardy says not so fast!" J.R said as the Champion and challenger exchanged blows in front of the ECW commentary table while Kerry backed away from the two, watching as Hardy smashed Orton's head off the announce table.

"Whoa! Careful!" King exclaimed.

"Orton and Hardy! There brawling right in front of us!" J.R said.

Hardy threw Orton back into the ring and climbed onto the ring apron, watching as Orton stumbled back onto his feet. Jeff went to jump spring up onto the top rope, hopefully looking for a springboard manoeuvre, only to be caught in mid-jump by a dropkick from Randy Orton, sending Hardy crashing to the floor.

"Whoa!" King exclaimed as he fans let loose an "Ohhh!" at the way Hardy landed on the floor beside the WWE Championship, while a small smirk appeared on Kerry's face at the sight.

"Oh! Wow!" Jenna cried out in amazement.

"Good lord! What a counter! What an amazing counter by Randy Orton!" J.R complimented.

"That's what I call precision! Kicked Hardy right outta the sky!" Jenna added.

Orton grimaced in pain, clutching at his left elbow, while the referee slide out of the ring to check on Jeff, who was still laid out next to the WWE Championship.

"The high risk offence of Jeff Hardy crashed and burned on that exchange." J.R commented.

"And look where he landed. Right next to the WWE Championship that he wants so bad." King said as Orton steadily stood back up as the referee slide back into the ring.

"That's gotta be some kind of omen." Jenna added as Orton rolled out of the ring, taking his time, slowly walking towards Hardy. Randy forced Jeff to his feet before hitting Jeff with a quick snap suplex, slamming his back hard onto the concrete floor.

"Suplex on the floor!" King exclaimed.

"Oh man! That impact!" Jenna added.

"Oh, what a sickening thud! Hardy's spine smacking the floor off that suplex!" J.R commented as Orton quickly pulled Hardy onto his feet and threw him back into the ring, whilst Kerry picked up the WWE Championship, placing it protectively back onto her shoulder. "And now Orton's taking advantage! Going for the cover!"

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Hardy kicked out, squirming in intense pain as Orton sat up with a faint look of frustration on his face. Orton stood up and pinned Jeff's legs to the mat before sadistically stamping on them, making Hardy cry out in pain.

"Orton can be very cold hearted, as we've seen the past. There has been so many legends that both he and that black hearted siren standing at ringside has hurt, has insulted and disrespected, including Jeff Hardy's own brother, Matt." J.R said as Orton looked around Madison Square Garden with a smug grin, dusting the imaginary dust off his hands, mockingly, making the fans react with harsh boos.

Orton stalked around Hardy with a dark smile before beginning to sadistically and methodically stomp away at Hardy.

"Look at this. I think Orton is right where he wants to be right now." Jenna said as a large smirk stretched across Kerry's face at the sight of Randy beginning his torture on Hardy.

"He's got everything well in hand. And now he is methodically walking around and stomping on every exposed body part of Jeff Hardy." King added.

Orton dropped down onto his knees, straddling Jeff and wrapping his hands around Jeff's neck, choking.

"That's a blatant choke!" King cried out. "Good grief."

"Yeah but Orton doesn't care. Orton, is a calculating and cunning individual. And that blonde haired woman standing at ringside is even worse." J.R replied.

"Orton probably don't even care bout gettin' disqualified, despite the fact that it's pretty clear he wants to pin Jeff Hardy tonight." Jenna added as Orton dropped two knees onto the side of Hardy's face, before going for the cover, not hooking the legs of Jeff Hardy.

"And he may just do it here!" J.R said as the referee began the three count.

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"And Hardy kicks out!" J.R noted as Jeff easily kicked out.

Orton stood up, slowly stalking Jeff as he crawled towards the ropes, where a smirking Kerry stood. "And Hardy, reaching out for the ropes, where Kerry is."

"I don't think that's a good idea. Not with her being so close." Jenna commented.

"At this point, Hardy just needs to find a way to survive." King said as Jeff grabbed the ropes, trying to pull himself back up onto his feet.

Orton grabbed a hold of Jeff's hair, glaring at the WWE Fans. "YOU BELIEVE IN HIM!" Orton snapped at the fans, garnering an angry reaction in response as Orton sneered at them. "NOO!" He answered for them with a shake of his head.

Randy grabbed a fist full of Hardy's hair and dragged him towards the ropes, choking him out on the middle ropes, causing the fans to boo angrily at the display, while the referee demanded for Orton to release Hardy, beginning the 5 count when Orton showed no signs of backing off.

Orton immediately backed off at a count of 4, the referee reprimanding the Legend Killer for his actions.

While the referee was giving Orton a stern scolding, Kerry quickly stepped towards Jeff and slapped him hard across the face, quickly backing up before the referee noticed, causing the fans to boo with even more intensity as a sly smirk appeared on her face.

"Oh come on now! Kerry with a cheap shot!" J.R snapped.

"Didn't take her long to get involved didn't it?" Jenna stated.

"Not it didn't." King said with a laugh.

The slap had caught Jeff off guard knocking him to mat, rubbing his sore cheek and giving Kerry an annoyed glare, while the woman smirked innocently at him.

"This is what Jeff has to be weary about. Kerry is vindictive, smart and cunning. Maybe more so then Randy Orton himself!" J.R said as Orton pulled Hardy onto his feet by his hair, going for a straight right, only Hardy to block at connect with a punch of his own.

"And Hardy, beginning to fight back, Jeff Hardy's life long dream is on the line! The WWE Title is what's at stake!" J.R said as Jeff began to hit back with a flurry of punches and kicks before whipping Orton towards the ropes and using his momentum when going off the ropes to launch him over the top ropes on the other side!

"Whoa!" King exclaimed as Orton collided back first with the apron before falling onto the concrete floor.

"And Randy Orton, the reigning Champion, just tasted the concrete at Madison Square Garden!" J.R exclaimed as Kerry made her way around to where Orton was with a worried expression on her face..

"He hit the ground harder than last time!" Jenna added as Jeff exited the ring and stood on the apron, in front of the turnbuckle, watching Orton with calculating eyes as he slowly stood up.

"And you can see it Jeff Hardy's eyes. No sooner does Orton hit the floor and Hardy starts to climb the ropes." King said.

Kerry, seeing the look in Jeff's eyes, backing slowly away whilst looking nervously between the two.

"Randy... Move, now!" She warned as the man slowly made it to his feet.

"What's Jeff thinking here?" J.R wondered.

"Whatever it is, it won't be good for Orton!" Jenna added as the defending Champion turned around.

"Move Randy!" Kerry exclaimed, as Jeff took off running across the apron, as soon as Orton turned around, leaping off of it and crashing into Orton, knocking him down to the concrete floor, both men nearly banging their heads off the barricade walls as the both crashed to the floor.

"Whoa!" King exclaimed.

"Oh man!" Jenna cried out.

"Jeff Hardy, leaping off the apron, taking Orton out with a clothesline!" J.R said as both men laid on the concrete floor, both beginning to get exhausted.

Jeff lifted himself up, sitting against the barricade with a wince of pain, before gingerly standing up and grabbing Randy. Jeff grabbed Orton and threw him back into the ring, quickly going for the cover as Kerry leaned against the apron watching the match rage on with an extremely worried expression on her face.

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Orton kicked out, making Hardy sigh in slight frustration before pulling Orton up onto his feet and whipping him into the corner. Jeff made his way towards the opposite corner and sprinted at Randy, only for Orton to quickly duck down and out of the way causing Jeff to go flying into the steel post, shoulder first!

"Oh my god..." Jenna gasped, wincing at how hard Jeff's shoulder hit the ring post, the fans in Madison Square Garden releasing a loud "Ohhh!" at the impact.

J.R: Good grief! Jeff went flying shoulder first into that steel ring post!" J.R said as Jeff slid off the second ropes, lying on the apron in pain. "Those steel posts are very unforgiving, just as way saw, in the Chris Jericho-JBL Match earlier."

Orton pulled Jeff back into the ring and went for the cover, taking full advantage of the situation.

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Jeff kicked out after two. Orton quickly went right back on the attack, applying a full body submission, wrapping his long legs around Jeff's waist whilst chocking Hardy out with a sleeper hold, keeping him pinned to the mat.

"This is smart by Orton. Keeping Jeff close to him and pinned to the ground with those body scissors." King said.

"Yet another thing we don't see from Orton very much." Jenna commented.

Jeff grunted as Orton's arm tightened around his neck before somehow unwrapping Orton's legs from around his waist and slowly rising to his feet, elbowing Randy's mid-section multiple times in an attempt to fight back.

"Hardy, trying to fight back into this." J.R said as Hardy eventually fought his way out of the submission, running the ropes only to be caught in a quick power slam from Randy as he came off the ropes. "What a power slam!"

"Randy timed that one perfectly!" Jenna commented.

"Randy is so quick at pulling off a counter! Jeff didn't see that coming!" King added as Randy quickly went for the cover, hooking Jeff's leg.

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Jeff kicked out after the 2 count again, making Orton sit up with a look of annoyance before grabbing Hardy by the hair and pulling him in for a tight headlock, again grounding Jeff firmly to the mat.

"Orton with another amazing counter, Hardy, trying to quicken the pace, only to be caught in that power slam." J.R commented as Orton's biceps tightened around Hardy's neck, making it hard for him to breathe.

The fans clapped, trying to encourage and will Jeff Hardy into the match, a small chant of "Let's go Hardy! Let's go Hardy! Let's go Hardy!" being heard through the arena. Slowly but surely, Jeff managed to make it back up onto his feet, elbowing Orton in the mid section again, getting him to release a little bit of his grip. Jeff punched Orton in the gut, only for the defending WWE Champion to hit back with a clubbing shot to Hardy's back, making him cry out in pain, whilst stumbling towards the ropes.

Randy went to whip Hardy towards the opposite ropes, only for Hardy to wrench the Legend Killer's arm before bring him in for a short arm clothesline, both men crashing to the mat.

Both men got back up onto his feet, with Jeff reacting first, blocking a punch from Orton and connecting with his own and another one, before kicking Orton in the gut and running the ropes, rebounding off of them and taking Orton down with a clothesline.

"Hardy, starting to fight back. Starting to quicken the pace." J.R said as Hardy took Orton down with another clothesline and an elbow drop, before shunting Randy into the corner, ramming him back first into the turnbuckle.

Jeff ran to the opposite corner with Orton, stumbling after him as Jeff quickly scaled the turnbuckle.

"Uh-oh! Here's a chance!" King exclaimed as Jeff flipped off the top ropes, hitting a corkscrew senton on Orton, knocking the Legend Killer off his feet in a daze, while Kerry watched on with her eyes wide in horror and fear. "OH!"

"Whisper in the Wind!" J.R exclaimed as the fans cheered ecstatically at seeing the manoeuvre.

"It worked! He hit it!" Jenna cried as Jeff covered Randy, hooking his leg for the win.

"He got it! Could this be it! Could Jeff Hardy be walking away with the WWE Championship!" J.R exclaimed as the official began the three count.

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"Randy! Kick out! Kick out!" Kerry all but shrieked, hands on the apron as she watched on.

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At the last moment Randy managed to kick out just after the two count, causing Jeff to sit up, placing his hands on the back of his head in shock while the fans expressed their disbelief loudly at the close count! "Oh my gosh! Randy kicked out!"

"You've gotta be kiddin' me!" Jenna exclaimed.

"At the last moment, Randy Orton kicked out! Jeff Hardy was a second away from becoming WWE Champion!" J.R cried out as Kerry breathed a sigh of relief, placing a hand on her chest in an attempt to calm her rapidly beating heart.

"Wow..." King breathed. "Hardy got all of that Whisper in the Wind. You can't hit it anymore better then that."

Jeff and Orton both slowly raised to their feet, with Jeff going for a gut kick, only for Orton to catch him by the foot. Jeff however, flipped out of Orton's grip, connecting with a mule kick that sent Orton stumbling into the corner, falling into a seated position.

Jeff then ran at Orton, using the ropes to elevate himself into the air and slammed his boots into the chest of Orton, knocking the wind out of him.

"What a dropkick from Jeff Hardy!" J.R exclaimed as Hardy rolled onto his feet and pulled off his shirt, much to the excitement to the females in the crowd. "Uh-oh! Hardy's feeling it! The momentum is shifting back to Jeff Hardy!"

Jeff exited the ring and stood on the apron, throwing his shirt out into the crowd and letting out a yell before climbing the turnbuckle, much to the Fans growing excitement and Kerry's horror.

"Hardy! Jeff Hardy climbing the ropes! Going for a chance!" J.R exclaimed as Orton squirmed in pain on the mat.

"Hardy is one Swanton Bomb away from winning the WWE Championship!" Jenna cried out in excitement as Jeff perched himself on the top rope.

"The Champion is in big trouble!" King cried out.

Just as Jeff was about to leap off the ropes, Orton rolled out of the ring and onto the apron, panting in exhaustion and pain at the beating that he was taking from Jeff Hardy, while Kerry immediately went to check on him.

"And Orton, rolling out of the ring and stopping Jeff from hitting the Swanton Bomb." J.R observed.

"Smart move." Jenna commented.

"You okay?" Kerry asked with a worried expression on her face, getting a nod from the tall man.

Kerry glanced at Jeff who was till perched on top rope, watching them both carefully.

"You need to think of something?! You can't afford to lose to this... This scumbag!" Kerry whispered harshly through clenched teeth, ignoring the boos she was getting from the crowd, as to them it seemed like Kerry was deliberately wasting time.

"I know! I've got this!" Randy replied in frustration standing onto the apron and turning around, just in time to see Jeff leap off the top rope, blasting Orton off the apron and into the barricade wall for the second time in this match!

"Whoa!" Jenna exclaimed as Orton slowly slid down the barricade in a daze.

"Hardy with a dropkick! Sending Orton flying!" J.R cried out as Jeff exited the ring and stood on the apron watching as Orton rolled onto his hands and knees, throwing the his signature 'J' sign.

Kerry stared down at Orton who was struggling to get to his feet with wide eyes and looked up to see Jeff scaling the turnbuckle with his back towards Orton.

"Oh no! What's Jeff about do?!" King questioned nervously as he the roar from the crowd got louder out of anticipation and excitement.

"Who knows? Only Jeff Hardy knows the answer to that." J.R replied.

Before Kerry had a chance to warn Randy of the danger behind him, Jeff leaped off the ropes just as Orton turned around, preforming a moonsault off the top ropes.

"Oh no!" King exclaimed as Hardy collided with Orton, both men crashing to the floor, the fans letting loose a resounding "Ohhh!" at the impact.

"Oh my god!" Jenna cried out as both men laid on the floor, exhausted and in pain.

"Moonsault! A Moonsault off the top rope!" J.R yelled out as Kerry stared down at the two with wide eyes, with a mixture of awe and Jeff's high risk manoeuvre and fear that Orton might just lose the WWE Championship tonight.

"That was amazin'!" Jenna exclaimed as the referee slid out of the ring to check hit the two combatants were okay and still able to compete.

"Jeff Hardy, risking life and limb to win the WWE Championship here tonight in Madison Square Garden." J.R commented. As Jeff rolled onto his front, pulling himself up onto his feet, using the apron, while Kerry glared at him with murderous intent. She was half tempted to just throw the entire match and hit Jeff with the title belt, but one look from Orton told her to back off.

Jeff pulled Orton to his feet and threw him back into the ring before going back in the ring himself. Jeff surveys the crowd before releasing a loud yell and signalling for the Twist of Fate, getting a powerful, loud reaction from the MSG crowd. "Jeff looks ready to finish it! Jeff is looking to connect with the Twist of Fate!"

"Orton's WWE Title reign is about to go up in smoke!" Jenna exclaimed as Orton used the ropes to pull himself up onto his feet, completely unaware of Jeff stalking him from behind, hitting for his chance to strike.

Kerry watched on in fear as Randy stumbled to his feet, a very bad feeling striking her in the gut. "I-Is this it?"

Randy turned around, receiving a kick to the gut, allowing Jeff to set up the Twist of Fate.

"Twist of Fat- OH NO!" King exclaimed as, with snake-like quickness, Orton slithered out of Jeff Hardy's Twist of Fate attempt, a struck with a well placed RKO!

"RKO! RKO! MY GOD, ORTON JUST HIT THE RKO!" J.R cried out as Kerry's eyes widen at Orton's sudden strike. Even she didn't see that one coming!

"W-whoa! That was... Holy hell that was amazing!" Jenna gaped in awe.

"That came out of nowhere! Oh my god! King exclaimed.

The crowd was going nuts, surprised and in awe at how fast Orton had managed to counter the Twist of Fate and hit the RKO all in one fluid movement.

Randy crawled into the cover, not having enough strength to hook Jeff's leg, pinning the Intercontinental Champion.

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3!

"And Randy Orton retains the WWE Championship!" J.R exclaimed as Orton rolled off of Jeff, exhausted and in pain, "Burn in my Light" played throughout the arena.

"Here's your winner, and still WWE Champion, Randy Orton!"

Kerry entered the ring with a relived smile on her face as Orton shakily stood up onto his feet and handed him the WWE Championship before lifting his hand in victory, both he and Jeff Hardy receiving a standing ovation from the audience in attendance for their performance.

"What a great match! Randy Orton with snake like quickness, catching Jeff Hardy completely off guard with the RKO!" J.R Exclaimed as Orton and Kerry exited the ring, backing up the walkway as Jeff rolled onto his front, holding the back of his neck with a pained grimace.

"That was amazing! And I think the fans that came here tonight will agree with me! These two are receiving a standing ovation right now!" Jenna said looking around with a smile as the fans applauded both men for their efforts.

"And they deserve it! It was a great match! I was gunning for Jeff Hardy, but in the end, the better man came out on top!" King said.

"I still can't get over that RKO! That was absolutely great!" Jenna exclaimed.

"A perfect end to a perfect match!" King added as Orton lifted up the WWE Championship with one hand, high above his head in victory, while Kerry stood beside him, smirking smugly at the disappointment on Jeff Hardy's face.

"And we still have the 30-Man Royal Rumble Match to get through!" J.R reminded everyone.

"Oh I can't wait for that!" Jenna replied in excitement.

Orton and Kerry then turned their back on Jeff, heading to the back and leaving Jeff all on his own in the ring.

Jeff slowly made it to his feet and threw up the Hardy sign as he surveyed the fans in the audience who were all standing up on their feet and clapping, giving both him and Randy Orton a tremendous amount of respect.

Jeff forced a tight smile to appear on his face gingerly left the ring, collecting his Intercontinental Championship, before making his way up the ramp. He was disappointed that he lost but at least the fans were happy about the performance that he and Orton had given them. He may not be WWE Champion, but at least he was still Intercontinental Champion.

...

Later...

Sheree sat between her mother and her brother Ethan in the lounge with the rest of the divas and a few of the superstars all watching the Royal Rumble.

The likes of Triple H, Umaga, Batista, Kane, Mark Henry, Chavo Guerrero, Mr. Kennedy and Carlito were still scratching and clawing all with the same dream of headlining WrestleMania with one more entrant to come.

Sheree was really enjoying the rumble especially with the surprise entrants such as "Rowdy" Roddy Piper and Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka appearing and taking everyone back to an era where everyone thought wrestling was real.

Although their was more surprises to come and Sheree couldn't wait to see everyone's faces when John finally made his appearance.

"One entrant left." Ethan said nervously from beside her.

"Yep."

"Do you have any idea who the 30th entrance is?" Ethan asked, making Sheree smirk.

"Nope." She lied.

Ethan stayed quiet at that, seemingly disappointed that Sheree didn't even give him a hint.

Jane nudged Sheree with an amused expression on her face.

"Ya know somethin' we don't, hun?" Jane asked.

Sheree looked at her mother with a huge innocent grin on her face.

"Now, what would make ya think that mom?" Sheree replied, making Jane chuckle.

"Well for one, ya got that shit eatin' grin on yer face. Ya can't hide anythin' from me, kid." Jane replied with a knowing grin on her face.

Sheree just chuckled before whispering something in her mother's ear.

Jane raised an eyebrow of great amusement and smirked at Sheree. "Really?"

Sheree just nodded with a smile of amusement.

"Well... things just got interestin'." Jane said with a huge mischievous grin on her face as she turned towards the screen.

"The count down is beginning!" King exclaimed in excitement

"The 30th entrant!" Cole cried out.

"Who's it gonna be?!" Jenna yelled out in wonder and excitement.

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The New York crowd in Madison Square Garden erupted when "The Time is Now" blasted through the airwaves.

"What?!" Cole exclaimed as Triple H whipped his head up towards the double doors, surprised evident on his face.

"No way! No freakin' way!" Jenna cried out.

"Is he here?! Is he really here?!" Tazz added in shocked wonder.

The action in the ring came to a stand still, all heads turned towards the minitron with a mixture of shock and annoyance radiating from all competitors in the ring with Triple H being the most annoyed out of all of them.

Triple H's annoyance increased tenfold as the doubles doors open, revealing John Cena, clad in his usual sneakers and blue jean shorts, wearing a black shirt that said "Hustle, Loyalty, Respect" in orange lettering and a picture of a bulldog on the back.

Cena looked down at the ground, his black and orange baseball hiding his face from view, before looking up, a smug shit eating grin on John Cena's face, directed straight towards a seething Triple H, his appearance igniting a frenzy of boos and cheers from the jam packed arena.

"John Cena! It's John Cena!" J.R exclaimed in complete shock.

"He's here! John Cena is here!" King cried out.

"Holy crap!" Jenna yelled out.

"I don't believe this! I-I'm in shock!" Joey Styles exclaimed as John hyped up the New York crowd on his way to the ring, fired and clearly excited to be back.

"This is unbelievable! Oh my god!" Tazz cried out.

"The look on Triple H's face tells the entire story!" Michael said as Triple H glared at Cena in clear anger and annoyance. He vowed to win the Royal Rumble, and the worst possible person that was most likely to stop this from happening, had just appeared when he least excepted it!

"The roof on this building has erupted!" J.R exclaimed as the screams got increasingly louder.

"This is insane!" Tazz cried out.

"I-I don't know what to say bout this! What a surprise!" Jenna exclaimed with wide eyes as Cena smirked at the seething annoyance on Triple H's face.

"The entire landscape has just change! John Cena has just shocked the WWE World!" Joey said.

"John Cena is back!" Cole cried out.

Back in the lounge, Sheree and her mother shared a smirk at the huge roaring mixture and obsessively loud screaming and hateful jeers from the fans, and the complete and utter shock coming from the commentators.

They weren't the only ones who were shocked. The lounge was completely silent in shock, eyes wide and jaws dropped.

Everyone turned and looked at Sheree who gave them all an sickly sweet grin.

"What?" The brunette haired woman asked innocently while Jane smirked in amusement at Sheree's teasing. Like mother like daughter.

"Sheree... Did you know about this?" Charlotte asked her with a knowing smile on her face.

Sheree's smile widen. "Maybe..." She replied with an innocent shrug, ignoring the annoyed glare on her brother's face.

He made it clear that he wasn't a John Cena fan, dispite knowing him almost his whole life.

Sheree's answer caused a small uproar between everyone, all wondering why Sheree didn't say anything.

"Hey! I was sworn to secrecy! You guys aren't exactly the best at keeping things quiet." Sheree replied.

"We're doing well enough to keep your family relation to Jane "Hellcat" Huxley secret from the fans thank you very much." Kerry replied with a hint of annoyance while Sheree and Jane just smirked.

"THIS IS BULLSHIT!" Ethan growled angrily while glaring at the screen as Cena pulled off his black and orange baseball cap, throwing it into the New York crowd, making Sheree and a few others burst into laughter at his anger.

"It ain't funny Sheree!"

"Your reactions are always funny!"

"What's his problem?" Roxanna asked Jane in amusement as she watched Ethan enter a slight temper tantrum, ranting about how John Cena ruined what was a great Royal Rumble.

"John Cena hater." Jane answered.

Ethan sat back down on his seat in a huff before glaring at Randy Orton who had the WWE Championship resting on his shoulders.

"I hope you kick his head off." Ethan growled, getting a raised eyebrow of amusement from Orton.

"What makes you think he's gonna win?" Orton replied with a smirk.

"Trust me. This has classic WWE cliche." Ethan replied making Orton roll his eyes.

"You sound like one of those annoying smart ass fans." Sheree said with a frown on her face.

Ethan gasped in horror and glared at his older sister as if deeply offended by her comment. "How dare you! I am not a Smart fan! I'm a Smark!" Ethan replied.

"Ain't that the same thing?" Jane muttered with a shake of her head at her son's stupidity.

"Ew, you use those terms?! I hope you ain't one of those lazy ass people that talks shit on the internet all day."

"S-Shut up!"

They turned back to the screen to see John Cena still outside the ring, with a clearly incensed Triple H glaring hatefully at him. "You... me..." Cena started pointing at Triple H before pointing at himself and then looking down at one of his armbands before looking back up at The Game with a grin. "Its go time!"

"John Cena just told Triple H it's go time!" King exclaimed as Cena pulled his shirt and threw into the crowd.

"Triple H is incensed! This ain't what he was expectin'! Jenna cried out as Cena climbed up onto the apron.

"Get ready Jenna! Fists are about to fly!" Tazz added.

Triple H roared out an insult back at John, not noticing Mark Henry behind him until it was too late, hitting Triple H with a clubbing blow to the back.

"Mark Henry!" Cole cried out.

"I forgot he was still in this!" King exclaimed.

I think its save to say we all forgot about the other participants still in with a chance of headlining WrestleMania!" Jenna replied as John quickly took advantage of the situation, hitting Mark Henry with a flurry of punches before taking him down with a shoulder block.

"Down goes Mark Henry!" Cole cried out.

"Cena is on fire right now!" Jenna exclaimed.

Cena then quickly took care of Carlito and Chavo Guerrero, tossing them over the top rope, easily eliminating them. "Whoa!"

"Chavo's gone!" J.R exclaimed.

"And so has Carlito!" Cole added.

Cena was far from finished. With his impressive strength and power, Cena managed to topple Mark Henry over the top rope, sending the crowd into a frenzy while Triple H watched on with an irritated scowl.

"Whoa!" Tazz exclaimed in shock as The World's Strongest Man crashed onto the concrete floor, eliminated.

"Now Mark Henry has been eliminated!" King said in shock.

"John Cena! Look at the strength and the power!" J.R exclaimed.

"He's gone crazy!" Jenna cried out with wide eyes.

"That injury is like a distinct memory now!" Joey said.

John then went back to his intense stare down with Triple H, both nose to nose with each other with the WrestleMania logo in the background loaming over them like an omen, a sign of things to come.

"See! That's an obvious sign that John Cena is gonna win this thing!" Ethan growled.

"You don't know that. It could be Triple H that wins it." Charlotte said getting a scoff from Kerry.

"Keep dreaming toots." Kerry replied with a smile, making Charlotte glare at her.

"Don't call me toot!."

Triple H and John Cena began laying into one another with hard rights to the face, neither one of them backing down.

"Here we go!" King cried out in excitement.

"John Cena and Triple H! Trading blows in the middle of the ring!" J.R exclaimed.

Cena kicked Triple H in the gut, running the ropes and rebounded off of it, running right into a Spinebuster from Triple H. As soon as Triple H stood up, he ran into a roadblock in the form of the Soamon Bulldozer, Umaga how took the Cerebral Assassin down with a powerful uppercut.

"Umaga?!" King cried out in shock.

"He's still in this?!" Jenna questioned in equal shock.

"Ay-ay-ay, they really did forget who else was in the Royal Rumble didn't they?" Melina said with a chuckle of amusement, the Woman's Championship sitting right next to her.

"Can you blame them? No one knew John was here! Not even we knew! Well... Except from Sheree." Shawn replied.

Umaga grabbed Triple H by his long golden locks and pulled him onto his feet, pulling his big thumb back and letting loose a monstrous yell, setting up for the Soamon Spike.

"Umaga! With that giant thumb!" J.R exclaimed.

"Ahh! I can't watch!" Jenna cried out in freight.

Ethan chuckled and shook his head. "Seriously, when is she gonna get over that fear of the Soamon Spike. I mean it ain't like he's gonna jump out of the ring and hit her with it!"

"A big ass thumb, gettin' thrust into yer throat. Think bout it for a sec." Jane said while raising an eyebrow at him.

Back in the ring, Umaga was about to hit Triple H with the Soamon Spike when Batista came outta nowhere and speared him into the mat!

"Spear! Spear!" Michael exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh my god!" Jenna cried out, winced at the impact of the spear as Batista stood up and released a loud roar, exciting the WWE Universe before clotheslining Mr. Kennedy him over the top ropes.

"Their goes Mr. Kennedy!" Tazz said as Mr. Kennedy hit the concrete floor.

Batista then turned around surveying the scenery and looking around to see who was left before clotheslining Umaga clean out of the ring as the huge Soamon stood up.

"And now Umaga's gone!" Joey exclaimed.

Ethan remained quiet, thinking over what his mother said before replying. "Not as scary as Kane."

Jessica who was leaning against her brother Phil Brooks laughed at that. "Kane is not scary. Demon Kane is scary. Not Kane." She replied making Ethan stare at her in confusion.

"What's the difference?"

"Demon Kane lit people on fire." Roxanna answered.

"But... So did Unmasked Kane..." Ethan replied.

"Yeah... But I still think Demon Kane is scarier... It's the mask. Very intimidating." Sheree said.

Kerry shivered. "Ugh... Demon Kane... Just thinking about him makes my blood run cold."

Jeff raised an eyebrow, staring down at the blonde haired woman sat between him and Orton. "Seriously... You're scared of Kane?"

"Don't judge me, Nero! My fear is perfectly justified!" Kerry growled, hitting the man in the chest.

Jeff just rolled his eyes. "Please, he's a teddy bear!"

Triple H and Batista nodded at each other in neutral respect, turning around only to find themselves being choked out by Kane.

The Big Red Machine had a dirty rage filled expression on his face, looking frantically between the two looking as if he couldn't decide who he wanted to Chokeslam more.

"Kane!" King cried out.

"Where did he come from?!" Tazz exclaimed.

"I don't know but it looks like Batista and Triple H are going to take a one way ticket to hell!" Coachman added.

"He looks so confused! Its like he can't decide who he hates more!" Kane exclaimed.

Kerry raised an slim eyebrow at Jeff. "A teddy bear, huh?"

"... A teddy bear with anger issues."

Triple H and Batista kicked Kane in the gut before tossing the big red machine over the top rope.

"Whoa!" Tazz cried out as Kane sailed over the top rope and onto the concrete floor.

"And Kane has been eliminated! Kane is out!" J.R said.

"Evolution Reunion! Evolution Reunion!" Jenna exclaimed in excitement.

"And now there is only three left!" Cole said as Batista and Triple H turned and glared at the one other man in the ring with them, John Cena.

"John Cena, Batista and Triple H!" Cole said.

"That's a lot of star power in the ring right now!" Jenna exclaimed.

"One of these three men are gonna win the Royal Rumble! One of these three men are heading to the Main Event of WrestleMania!" Joey cried out.

John Cena, Triple H, and Batista stood in the middle of the ring, all staring each other down while they fans with going absolutely nuts at the intense stand off.

"It's thunderous here in Madison Square Garden!" Cole exclaimed.

"I can hardly hear myself think! This crowd is going nuts!" Tazz added.

Batista glared at both Cena and Triple H before doing his thumbs up, thumbs down gesture getting an explosive reaction from the fans.

John frowned before gesturing to tell both Batista and Triple H that they can't see him receiving a loud burst of boos and jeers from the large crowd as a result.

Ethan's lip curled up in annoyance at John Cena trademark "You Can't See Me!" Taunt.

"Ugh... That has gotta be the worst taunt in WWE history." Ethan groaned, causing Sheree and a few others too chuckle in amusement.

"Your brother's hilarious, Sheree." Kerry said with a chuckle making Ethan smirk.

"And you're sexy." He replied only to by smacked in the back of the head by his mother.

"Quit, hittin' on the ladies! Ya just a pup!" Jane said making Ethan whine in annoyance and slight pain.

"I'm seventeen Mom!"

"Still a pup!"

Triple H glared at both Cena and Batista before telling them both to suck it via DX crotch chop, receiving a massive pop from the WWE fans.

A brawl ignited between the three titans, showing no signs of backing down as the fans cheered them on.

"And a brawl has broken out!" Cole exclaimed.

"Their all just layin' into one another!" Jenna added.

"It's all for themselves in the Royal Rumble!" Tazz said.

"This is great!" King cried out in excitement.

Triple H and Cena tried to team up against Batista but the muscular huge man for Washington managed to fight back, taking both Cena and Triple H down with a huge double clothesline.

"And a clothesline from Batista!" J.R exclaimed as Batista grabbed Triple H before leveling him with a huge Spinebuster and then doing the same to John Cena.

"Spinebuster! To both men!" Cole cried out as both Cena and Triple H, squirmed in pain.

"Batista has been unleashed!" Jenna cried out as Batista unleashed a loud roar.

The fans erupted when Batista pulled Cena to his feet, signalling for the Batista Bomb.

"Batista Bomb! Batista is signalling for the Batista Bomb!" J.R cried out.

"This could be it for Cena!" Tazz exclaimed.

"Yeah! Batista Bomb him outta the ring!" Ethan cheered while Sheree gave him an amused look.

"You're gettin' way too into this."

"What? And you're not? I see you twitchin' in excitement there buddy!"

"Damn. Caught red handed."

Just as Batista was about to give John a Batista Bomb, Cena fought out of it, back dropping out of the Batista Bomb, receiving a loud burst of screaming cheering from the fans that supported him.

Batista quickly stood up only to be clotheslined out of the ring by Triple H, receiving a huge pop form the fans in response.

"Batista has been eliminated!" J.R cried out.

"Whoa!" King exclaimed.

"Triple H just eliminated Batista!" Jenna exclaimed.

Triple H slowly got to his feet before turning around and glaring at John Cena who was staring down at Batista's form outside of the ring with a look of shock before looking at Triple H. "And then they're were two!"

"John Cena. Triple H. Which one of these men will headline WrestleMania!" Cole questioned in excitement.

"My money's on Triple H!" Tazz said.

Triple H and John Cena stood face to face, Triple H pointing at WrestleMania sign while mouthing off to Cena, who had a little smirk on his face while the crowd was going wild.

They began trading blows, neither Cena or Triple H ready to back down just yet. Cena gained the advantage in the trading of fists, forcing Triple H into the ropes before whipping him towards the ropes, laying Triple H out with two shoulder block takedowns before hitting the long haired man with his patent proto-bomb.

"And here comes John Cena!" Cole said as Cena stood up with a smile on his face, a hand held up in the air as he signaled for the Five Knuckle Shuffle igniting a large mixed reaction.

"We know what this is!" King said.

"Cena! Five Knuckle Shuffle time!" Cole added.

"Aw man. Not this move!" Ethan groaned.

"I wonder if John knows what Five Knuckle Shuffle actually means?" Jane mused getting a choked laugh from the men in the room while the women all the smirked in amusement.

"Mom!" Sheree cried out in embarrassment.

"What? Does he know or not?"

Sheree chuckled, amusement and embarrassment clear on her face before she shook her head. "No. No he doesn't." She replied making almost everyone laugh.

"He's 30 years old and yet he still as a tiny bit of innocence!" Jessie said with a laugh.

Phil shook his head and chuckled. "Does he really not know?" He asked curiously.

"Absolutely clueless." Sheree replied, getting a laugh from the people in the room.

Ethan raised an eyebrow. "I don't know what it means?" He said.

"Good. I don't want you to." Jane replied.

"Mom, I'm seventeen!"

"Still a pup."

Cena preformed the "You Can't See Me" taunt on a dazed Triple H, then ran the ropes, hitting Triple H with the Five Knuckle Shuffle.

"Five Knuckle Shuffle!" Cole cheered.

"And now Cena! Poised for the FU!" J.R said as Cena squatted low, poised and ready, watching closely as Triple H stumbled to his feet. Once Triple H stood up onto his feet, John grabbed him and hoisted him up onto his shoulders, setting up for the FU. "Cena!"

"FU! Cena's setting up for the FU!" Cole cried out.

Triple H smashed his elbows into the head of Cena, trying to free himself from Cena's grip.

"Triple H is fighting out of the FU!" J.R noted.

"Triple H won't give up yet! He ain't about to hand John Cena a ticket to the Main Event of WrestleMania without a fight!" Tazz added.

Triple H eventually fought out of the FU, kicking Cena in the gut and setting up for the Pedigree.

"The Game! Triple H setting up for the Pedigree!" Michael exclaimed.

Triple H tried to Pedigree Cena into the canvas but Cena refused to budge, dropping the long haired man onto his back and escaping the Pedigree for the moment.

"And Cena escapes!" J.R said.

"Man, Triple H almost had him there!" Joey said.

Cena gingerly made his way to his feet and ran at a recovering Triple H, intending to clothesline him out of the ring, though it seemed as though Triple H was thinking the same thing, because the long haired man ran at Cena, colliding with him in the middle of the ring.

"Oh! My god!" King exclaimed.

"A double clothesline! Both John Cena and Triple H were thinking the same thing and paid for it!" J.R said.

"They took each other both out!" Jenna cried out.

Triple H and Cena struggled to stand, exhaustion starting show as the fans cheered restlessly with anticipation, wondering which of these men were going to win the Royal Rumble and headline WrestleMania.

Triple H stood up first, making his way towards Cena only to be caught in the FU!

"FU! Triple H is caught in the FU again!" J.R exclaimed.

Just as Cena was about to connect with the FU, Triple H managed to wiggle his way free of the FU and connected with a big ddt, laying Cena flat out in the middle of the canvas. "Oh, What a DDT from The Game!"

Triple H shook away his tiredness and pulled John Cena to his feet, lifting him up onto his shoulder and proceeded to try and throw Cena out of the ring but Cena held on to the ropes, refusing to be eliminated.

"Cena! Cena now in a precarious position!" J.R observed.

"Cena better be careful!" Jenna added.

"Cena, holding onto the ropes for dear life!" J.R said.

Cena eventually managed to break away from Triple H's hold on him, landing behind The Game and lifting him up onto his shoulders, for another FU.

"Whoa! Whoa!" King exclaimed.

"FU! Cena's attempting another FU!" J.R cried out.

Again, Triple H managed to slip out of Cena's grip and kicked him in the gut, wanting to finish this with a Pedigree, only to find himself on the shoulders of John Cena again.

"He's got him up again!" Jenna exclaimed.

"John Cena! What strength! What power!" J.R added.

John Cena moved towards the ring ropes and then finally tossed Triple H over the top rope and onto the floor, gaining a pulverizing mixed reaction from the people of New York.

"Whoa!" Tazz exclaimed in shock.

"He did it! My god John Cena did it!" J.R cried out.

"Woohoo!" King cheered.

"John Cena is going to WrestleMania!" Jenna exclaimed.

"NOOO!" Ethan whined from his seat, as John Cena was announced as the winner of the Royal Rumble, while Sheree just watched her brother wallow in despair as Cena celebrated his victory.

"Well... There goes my title reign." Randal said with an amused smirk on his face.

"Bah! You'll be fine! You never know. Vince might pull off some kind of twist last minute." Kerry replied reassured.

Sheree smirked as John continued to celebrate, pyrotechnics going off inside Madison Square Garden, confetti painting the ring.

"Heh, I could probably pull that off." Sheree said making Ethan stare down at her with a raised eyebrow.

"What? Win a Royal Rumble? HA! Yeah right Sheree! Keep dreaming!" Ethan exclaimed, laughing out loud at the thought of a WWE Diva winning the Royal Rumble.

Sheree growled and punched him in the arm, making Ethan yelp in pain.

"Not that you dumbass! The FU!" The woman growled.

Ethan snorted. "Yeah right!"

"I can!"

"Yeah, in yer dreams!"

"Mom can do it! Her finisher is the Death Valley Driver!"

"That's because Mom's insane!"

"Oi! I ain't insane!"

The others watched in amusement as Sheree and Jane argued with Ethan.

"Is that normal?" Melina asked Roxanna.

"Pretty normal. Ya get used to it after a while." Roxanna answered.

"I powerbombed Liz!" Sheree growled in frustration, glaring at her brother.

"So?! She probably weighs like a feather or somethin'!"

Sheree glared at Ethan before punching him in the stomach.

"Gah! Damn bitch!" Ethan groaned in pain, while the guys laughed at his expense.

"I saw that one coming." Phil chuckled.

"Just be glad it wasn't your balls... Asshole." Sheree growled before turning from her brother who was still groaning in pain.

"Ya now. If ya really serious bout this, I'm sure John will show ya how to do it." Jane whispered making Sheree smile slightly.

"Ya think so." Sheree asked curiously.

"Of course! He is your mentor." Jane replied.

Sheree kept quiet while the others talked amongst themselves, obviously thinking it over. It would be pretty awesome if she could actually pull it off. And she felt like she had to prove her stupid little brother wrong.

"Will Felix really teach me his finisher if I ask him?"

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Next Chapter:

Sheree gets interviewed by Jim Ross live in the ring only for it to be interrupted by an arch rival... Luckily, she gets help from some familiar faces

Tara Stone has a surprise for Melina