I Won't Say I'm In Love
Summary: Crystal Childz has been out with a serious knee injury for a whole year. Now she is making her return to the WWE. While out she watches as the Raw landscape changes as the tyranny of Vince McMahon begins and Superstars' lives start to become a living hell. Crystal decides to go against Vince McMahon and his abuse of power not counting on falling in love in the process. Now she has to do all she can to protect the ones she love with everything she has. Making enemies and gaining allies will Crystal win this war or will Vince's tyranny continue?
Disclaimer: I own none of the WWE Superstars that appear in this story only Vincent Kennedy McMahon does. I only own Crystal Childz.
Notes: This story is in no way related to my first three stories it is completely separate. I hope you enjoy it. Also some events will be slightly different.
Divine Intervention
It seems like Vince wanted to keep Shawn on the highway to hell as he booked Shawn in a match against Raw's newest Superstar Umaga. His manger Estrada was a disciple of McMahonism and was only to happy to Shawn out for Mr. McMahon. Crystal didn't have a match that night and was currently walking the halls of the arena Raw was being broadcast from and thinking about what to do about the current situation. She knew Shawn was gonna get decimated by Umaga in his match later that night and knew Vince would try to capitalize on the opportunity to humiliate Shawn in anyway. Crystal couldn't let that happen and was just about out of ideas which was new to her until she came upon the controls that controled the pyro for the show. A mischievous smile came to her face as she walked over the pyro technician laying out her plan for.
"So whenever Vince attempts to do anything to Shawn I want the pyro to go off," Crystal said as the technician nodded his understanding.
"Is there anything else I can do for you Miss Childz?" he asked.
"No that's all thank you," Crystal said shaking his hand and walking back towards the lockerroom.
Upon entering the lockerroom she spotted Shawn getting ready for the show and stopped to admire him for a minute. He was wearing red and black leather chap pants with his signature boots on his feet. His long blond hair was pulled up in a ponytail with rest hanging down. His blue eyes that Crystal loved so much were sparking with excitement for tonight even though there was a serious look on his handsome face.
"Hey babe," Crystal said walking into the room and over towards her bag.
"Hey Angel where have you been?" Shawn asked.
"Oh nowhere just taking care of something," Crystal said with that mischievous smile back on her face.
"Uh hm I see," Shawn said looking at her suspiciously.
He knew that the Charleston native had either pulled a prank on someone or was going to pull a prank. The smile on her face told the whole story though he didn't know what she had planned as he watched her enter the shower area a cluster of clothes in her hand. Ten minutes later she emerged in a red tank top, a white button up vest, black shorts with red suspenders that were hanging down, black fingerless gloves, white and red striped knee high socks, and black combat boots. Her brown hair had red and black streaks and a white derby hat was sitting atop her head. Crystal walked over to him and gave him a kiss.
"You look amazing as always," Shawn said returning the kiss with one of his own.
Crystal smiled against the kiss thanking him with a hug. Soon Shawn's match was up and the couple left the lockerroom and over to the guerilla just as Shawn's music blared through the arena. They were assaulted with cheers as soon as they exited from behind the curtain.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from San Antonio, Texas the Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels!"
Crystal stepped out onto the stage and bowed to the fans a smile on her face. She walked down the ramp slapping hands and stopping to take a picture with a lucky fan before entering the ring behind Shawn who was posing for the crowd.
"Well Shawn Michaels has his work cut out for him tonight as he takes on the Samoan Bulldozer Umaga," Joey said.
"Well this is what happens when you cross the boss," Coach said smuggly.
"Well you've forgotten that someone has Shawn's back and has had his back these past couple months and that person is the lovely Crystal Childz," King reminded them.
Both Styles and Coach had to agree with King as they looked at Crystal. The Women's Champion had Shawn's back ever since she came back to Raw from her knee injury and it seemed she was going to continue to have it. Crystal clasped Shawn's hand as he squeezed it gently as Umaga's music hit and the Samoan came out. Umaga was a big man weighing more than 300lbs and was pretty imtimidating to some. There were tatoos everywhere and war paint on his face. What some people had to watch out for was the taped up thumb that Umaga used for his finisher the Samoan Spike. Crystal exited the ring and watched on as Umaga practically decimiated Shawn the entire match. However after putting his hands on the ref he was disqualified and Shawn got the win. The Samoan didn't care only being proud that he did what McMahon wanted him to do.
Speaking of McMahon his music blared through the arena just as Crystal had suspected and he strutted down the ramp. With a furious look on his face Crystal watched as Vince tangled a vulnerable Shawn's arms in the ropes. Then he exited the ring and grabbed a chair and slid back in. As he attempted to hit Shawn with the chair a blast of pyro from one of the turnbuckles surprised him. This continued to go on every time Vince tried to hit him. He finally got furious after a wall of fire prevented him from coming back to the ring and left in a fury. Crystal smiled secretely to herself as she helped Shawn out and listened to the murmors of the fans as they tried to figure out what happened.