Chapter 34:
Justin Roberts stood in the center of the ring, waiting patiently for the first Diva's music to play so he could announce her entrance. All around him, SmackDown! fans were cheering loudly, waving erratically as the cameras panned the entire arena. In the background, the comments of Michael Cole and the brash remarks of JBL could be heard.
Whoah!
I know I want that girl so bad
I lie awake at night and think of all the things that I would do
I lie awake at night and think of all the things that I would do
With a girl like that
With a girl like that
With a girl like that
With a girl like that
"The following six Diva tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Boise, Idaho, Torrie Wilson!" The blonde playmate practically skipped down to the ring, waving at the fans and leaning over the ropes to blow kisses at the crowd.
You're not enough for me (Oh no)
Just another man in love with me
Gotta open up your eyes and see (hey, hey, oh well)
You're not enough for me (oh no)
"And her tag team partners, first, riding to the ring with Chuck Palumbo, from Palatka, Florida, Michelle McCool!" The loud roar of a motorcycle cut over the music, as Chuck cruised his hog down to ring side, with Michelle waving from behind him.
For the third time that night, a familiar guitar riff filled the arena and had the fans rising to their feet.
Yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
I WALK ALONE!
I walk for miles inside this pit of danger
A place where no one follows me
I WALK ALONE!
HUH
Haley and Batista stepped out onto the stage to an uproar of approval from the fans. The cheering grew almost deafening, as Batista, dressed in only a wife beater and track pants, leapt in circles twice, before slapping his knee and dropping into a half squat, his hands moving from one side to the other in a machine gun pattern. A huge pyro effect erupted over the stage, temporarily blinding them from view.
As the last pyro erupted, Haley stepped ahead of Batista, shooting a couple of quick jabs into the air, before slapping palms with the fans as she started down the ramp. Batista was a step behind her, huffing and puffing as he pumped himself up in a way that had Haley's blood running very hot.
"And from Boston, Massachusetts, being accompanied by Batista, She is representing RAW, Haley Mariano!" Justin Roberts announced, as the pretty brunette stepped through the ropes Batista held apart for her to join Torrie and Michelle.
There was a moment of silence, before the electric guitar of the Miz's titantron took over. The Miz himself appeared on the stage with Layla on one arm and Brooke on the other.
"And there opponents, first, from ECW, being accompanied by the Miz, Layla and Brooke, Extreme Expose!" They paused at the base of the ring, glaring up at Haley's team.
Yo, I ain't the lady to mess with
Ooooooooh, go, go, go, go, go, go
I'm a girl with my bad self
With my bad self
With my bad self,
Yo, I ain't the lady to mess with
"And their tag team partner, being accompanied by Kenny Dykstra, Victoria!" She was dressed in black widow attire, that familiar sneer marring her already sadistic features.
Chuck and Batista stood with their arms crossed, pacing their corner, while Michelle and Haley took their places on the apron. Torrie stood waiting, while the three dark Divas debated over whom would start the match off.
Finally, the bell rang and Torrie locked up with Brooke in the center of the ring. Brooke jabbed a knee into Torrie's sternum and pulled the blonde into an arm wringer. Torrie reversed it by doing a cartwheel to untwist her arm and clotheslining Brooke off her feet.
"That's it Torrie!" Haley slapped the turnbuckle encouragingly., while Michelle gave her a wolf whistled.
The two Divas traded blows for a few more minutes, the momentum going back and forth, before Brooke managed to get away and tag in Victoria. The former Women's champion immediately went after the playboy covergirl, first going with a sidewalk slam, followed by a cover. Torrie just managed to kick out at two.
"Come on Torrie!" Michelle hollered.
As if Michelle's cheering had reenergized her, Torrie came back at Victoria with a couple of running clotheslines, a snap suplex and a standing dropkick. It bought her enough time to get into their corner and tag in Michelle McCool.
The All American girl and the former champion locked up, with Victoria backing Michelle up into a corner. Victoria struck the former teacher across the face with an open palm, making a sick slapping sound. With might have been a mistake on Victoria's part, as Michelle came out of the corner angered and yanked the raven haired Diva into a headlock.
The head lock flipped over Michelle's shoulder into a snapmare takeover. She took a couple of pages from Torrie's book and kept Victoria off her feet with a couple of clotheslines and standing dropkicks. While Victoria was struggling to her feet, Michelle ran to use the ropes for propulsion, which gave Dykstra the opportunity to grab her ankles through the bottom rope and trip her from behind.
Michelle shrieked and fell face first into the mat with a sickening thud. Chuck Palumbo let out a primal howl, before charging Dykstra with a clothesline from hell. Batista and Miz exchanged glares, but remained where they were, watching the other, to see if they would join the fray now outside the ring, as Palumbo continued to wail on Kenny Dykstra.
Unfortunately, Dykstra achieved what he wanted and Victoria capitalized on Michelle's fall, assaulting the Floridian with numerous shots to the back and shoulders. She was too far away to tag in either Haley or Torrie, so her teammates could only watch on helplessly as their momentum was overturned.
Dragging a weakly struggling Michelle by the hair, Victoria went over to her corner and tagged in Layla. The two of them worked together to double suplex Michelle over their heads, before the referee ordered Victoria back onto the apron.
Layla studied a reeling Michelle before deciding to attack relentlessly on Michelle's right quadriceps muscle. Haley couldn't help but wince at every shot and every cry of pain Michelle made, as Layla chased her into the opposite corner.
"Come on Michelle!" Haley began to slap the turnbuckle in a rhythm the fans imitated, trying to motivate Michelle back into the match.
It seemed to work, as when Layla went for another kick to Michelle's quad, the former Diva search contestant struck out with her good leg, nailing Layla right in the temple. The clapping grew louder as Michelle crawled on her hands and her knees to reach her corner, where Haley was leaning over the ropes, palm outstretched for a tag.
With one last burst of energy, Michelle launched herself forward, her hand making contact with Haley's. "TAG!" The referee announced, as Haley erupted through the ropes, with the crowd egging her on.
Since Layla was still pulling herself together, Haley ran past her to the opposite corner, jabbing an elbow into the face of Brooke, who shrieked and fell off the apron. She ducked to avoid a blow from Victoria and came back with an uppercut, knocking the former Women's Champ to the floor below.
With her partners now incapacitated, Layla was now in trouble, as Haley placed her hands on her knees, stalking a slowly rising member of Extreme Expose. This match was just about over.
Haley caught movement out of the corner of her eye and looked over to see the Miz slithering into the ring, making a beeline for her. The thundering movement from behind assured Haley that she had nothing to worry about as Batista erupted into the ring, sending a fist to the jaw with enough force to send Miz into a heap beside Layla.
Haley grinned as Batista speared Miz right out of the ring. Layla charged the RAW Diva, hoping to take advantage of Haley's distraction, but Haley used her momentum to propel her down with a ring shaking spinebuster.
"Hey Dave?" Haley pointed at Batista to get his attention. She walked over to the ropes in front of him and began to rattle them, stomping her feet and yelling loudly in a perfect imitation of the Animal getting fired up before his big finish.
Batista was laughing at her as she turned back to Layla, holding her thumbs up, before frowning and rotating them down. The crowd was deafening, loving every moment of it.
Haley shoved Layla's head in between her legs and took a firm grip of the Divas waist. Using her upper body, Haley pulled Layla up, so that she flipped and ended up sitting on Haley's shoulders. With as much power as she had in her, Haley pushed up from her legs, dropping into a sit down power bomb, a complete replica of the Animal's finisher, the Batista Bomb.
Haley rolled back onto her haunches and made the cover. In three seconds, the bell had rung and Batista's music rocketed through the Anaheim Arena.
"Here are your winners, Torrie Wilson, Michelle McCool and Haley Mariano!" Justin Roberts announced, as the referee held Haley's wrist up in victory, before being joined by Torrie and Michelle.
Haley squealed as Batista lifted her into the air, hugging her briefly, before flipping her around so she sat upon her shoulder, holding her arms up triumphantly, much to the joy of the crowd. They circled the ring twice, before he placed her back on her feet.
"Like my rendition?" She asked breathlessly, with a smile on her face.
He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Just so we're clear, you are the only one who gets to imitate me and use my moves with getting a beat down for it."
She let her hands rest on his biceps. "I think I can deal with that. Besides, unleashing the animal…" She leaned to speak near his ear. "It's kind of fun."
"Come on, you two!" Torrie waved them out of the ring.
"By the way, we're having dinner with the group tonight." Haley winked at him, before taking his hand and leading him out of the ring and after the others.
A/N: Ah, I couldn't resist. I was cracking up as I pictured Haley doing an imitation of Batista before giving Layla a Batista Bomb. I think it's so hot when he does that, I just had to have some fun with it. That, and I love Batista's entrance music, so I had her use it. haha, hope you're enjoying our little SmackDown! segway as we'll be going back to RAW after this next chapter.
1: Jeff
2: Batista
3: Randy
4: John
5: Chris