ASHLEY POV

Whoa I'll never give in
Whoa I'll never give up
Whoa I'll never give in
And I just wanna be, wanna be loved

"The following is a 15-Diva Tri-Branded Battle Royal, where the winning brand will win one draft pick!" Lillian announced as The Raw theme hit the speakers and a mixture of cheers and boo's echoed through the arena. "Representing Raw, Mickie James, Maria, Ashley, Beth Phoenix, Mia and Trish Stratus!" The last name got the biggest pop, as expected. It was Trish's last match here on Raw and everyone was going to miss her. Walking down the ramp behind all the face Diva's, Beth and I smirked proudly even though inside I was tearing up, I was sad to see Trish go, I didn't want her to leave and we all knew it would an emotional night at Night Of Champions to say the least.

JR: 15 Diva's from all 3 different brands are competing here in a battle royal tonight.

King: Trish Stratus' last match as well, here on Raw.

JR: That's right. It's hard to believe that the end of a magnificent 7 year run is about to end, and it will end this Sunday at Night Of Champions, when Trish challenges Lita for the WWE Women's title.

King: How many times, have we loved to see Trish Stratus walk down here and compete in a WWE ring?
JR: Trish has been an outstanding Diva.

And I won't be denied
Cuz all I've got left is my pride
And I will rise up

"Representing SmackDown, Natalya, Victoria, Michelle McCool, Maryse, Cherry and the WWE Women's Champion, Lita!" All of the Raw Diva's waited on one side of the ring and watched the SmackDown Diva's dressed in their blue SD shirts arrive in the ring. Beth and I stood next to each other, preparing ourselves for the fact that we were the only heel Raw Diva's. Every Raw Diva wore a red Raw shirt as did SmackDown Diva's wear blue SD shirts and ECW wore black ECW shirts. I wore my black combats and wrestling boots with them as my blond hair fell down my back. I glanced across at Lita and we nodded to each other as the ECW theme began to play and 3 Diva's appeared on the stage.

Don't question my heart,
Don't question the fire that burns inside...
Don't question my heart,
Don't question a heart prepared to fight...

"Representing ECW, Lena Yada, Kelly Kelly and Layla!" Raw and SmackDown were definitely at a higher advantage as they both had 6 Diva's, ECW however only had 3 representing them, I thought as the bell rang and Diva's started attacking each other.

JR: Welcome back folks, we're here live in San Antonio, Texas for the 2008 Draft! Twelve Diva's remain in this Tri-Branded Battle Royal.

I was in the corner after being super kicked by Victoria. I got to my feet and saw that the remaining Raw Divas's were: Trish, Mickie, Mia, Beth and myself. Maria had been eliminated. All SmackDown Diva's remained whereas ECW only had Kelly Kelly left, the rookie, Lena Yada and Layla were both gone from this match as well. I got to my feet and saw that Maryse had just backed away from a limp Kelly Kelly, I hit Maryse with a standing dropkick and she slammed to the canvas, she got back up to her feet weakly and fired back at me, pushing me into the turnbuckle and then punching my jaw. She climbed up to the top turnbuckle and sat facing me, I tired to push her off me but she gripped the ring rope to support herself, she repeatedly punched my face as I felt a migraine begin. My head throbbed as Maryse sat on the top turnbuckle and smirked proudly at the crowd before trying to punch me again. I grabbed her fist in a ball and with my other hand, pushed her off me as her back met the canvas in a loud thud.

A fist hit my back as I walked towards the middle of the ring, I fumbled to the canvas as I looked up and saw Victoria standing above me, she repeatedly kicked my stomach roughly. I grabbed her legs and swung them forwards, pulling Victoria down to the mat. I got up and wiped my mouth. I gazed down at my hand as I saw blood there, and then glanced across at Maryse, who had been the one punching my face minutes ago. Ignoring the blood that was on my lip, I looked up and saw Kelly Kelly up top on the turnbuckle I ran across and pushed her off the top. She flayed her arms out as she fell to the ground in a ball.

I walked away from the turnbuckle as I saw Beth throw Cherry over the ropes as if she weighed nothing. Lita was pushed into me by Mickie and I starred up at her with anger in my eyes as Beth tried to get Natalya over the top rope.

King: Mick-Kick to Ashley! Ashley's on Mickie side!

JR: Lita ducking to miss the Mick-Kick and then Ashley becomes the person on the receiving end of the kick to the face.

I lay motionless on the canvas by the turnbuckle, gripping the bottom rope with my hand as my head swirled around. My migraine intensified as my head began to throb louder and all I wanted was aspirin, not caring about the draft pick. Reluctantly I got to my feet slowly, gripping the turnbuckle and ropes in support. Mickie and Natalya were fighting by the ropes, while Trish was down in one corner and Michelle and Maryse were down in opposite corners from Trish.

I got to my feet and locked eyes with Lita who stood near me, she looked as if she were about to eliminate me but decided against it at last minute. She turned her head towards Natalya and Mickie who were still trying to eliminate each other. Natalya in the last few weeks of SmackDown had been out for Lita's title. Attacking her on numerous occasions after matches and ending with brawls between each other.

We walked closer to each other, Lita and I raised a hand in the air and they met in a high five. We turned back to face the fighting twosome, and then ran towards them. I jumped on Natalya's back, wrapping my arms around her neck into a sleeper hold. While Lita speared Mickie to the canvas and then punched her. Natalya placed her hands behind my neck and swung me over her and made my back meet the empty unforgiving canvas. I bucked upwards in pain as Natalya kicked me and then tried to slide me out the ring. I grabbed a hold of the ring ropes, trying to stop Natalya from forcing me out of the ring.

I stood up on the outside apron carefully and gripped onto the second rope as I rammed my shoulder into Natalya's midsection several times making her groan in pain before she dropped onto her back. I wiped my lip once more before grabbing the top rope and flipping myself over the rope, into a leg drop onto her neck.

King: Oh, big leg drop.

JR: Very athletic maneuver by Ashley.

Lita shoved Mickie roughly into the ring ropes beside me and punched her once before backing away. I walked towards Lita and stood beside her, as Natalya got to her feet and stood weakly next to Mickie. With a small nod to each other, Lita and I sprung forwards and clotheslined Natalya and Mickie out of the ring. I turned around with a smirk and walked right into Lita who had a stern look on her face. She offered her hand for a handshake, I hesitantly took it but then pulled it up and twisted her arm round and round into an arm bar. With one more twist, I then kicked her in the midsection twice before hitting her with a jawbreaker. I grabbed the Women's Champion by the hair and top of her pants and threw her out of the ring.

Four Diva's remain; Maryse, Michelle McCool, Trish and me. I walked slowly over to the turnbuckle where Trish was hunched over. I offered my hand out to Trish and helped her up to her feet.

"You okay?" I mumbled to her, so it was only audible to us.

"Yeah." Trish met me eyes and high fived me.

JR: Two clashing Diva's joining forces, here in Trish Sratus' last match on Raw.

We twirled round, and saw Michelle and Maryse getting to their feet. Trish attacked Michelle as I speared Maryse to the canvas, punching her. Payback for what she did to me earlier. I put Maryse into a 3-quarter face lock before glancing across to Trish who had her arm wrapped around Michelle's neck while Lita appeared on the ring apron trying to interfere. I ran up the turnbuckle, and flipped over in the air, forcing Maryse's back down to the mat. I got up to see Trish hit the Stratusfaction with perfection and then we both kicked our opponents out of the ring.

JR: And Trish hits the Stratusfaction, in spite of Lita.

King: Well instead of the ring ropes, she used Lita's face!

Whoa I'll never give in
Whoa I'll never give up
Whoa I'll never give in
And I just wanna be, wanna be loved

"The winning brand of this match is Raw!" Lillian announced as Trish and I breathlessly looked up at the titantron to see who as going to be drafted to Raw. "Raw will therefore receive one draft pick!" The crowd cheered as Kofi Kingston's face appeared on the titantron.

King: Kofi Kingston!

JR: Kofi Kingston, has been drafted to Monday Night Raw!

As Kofi Kingston did not appear on stage, I extended my hand out towards Trish for a hand shake. She took it as I pulled her in for a hug.

"You did amazing." I muttered as she gripped my back.

"We did amazing." Trish corrected me with a small laugh before I pulled away and slided out of the ring. I walked backwards up the ramp with a small smile on my face, while the crowd began to chant 'thank you Trish.' I clapped as I walked up the ramp, at the extraordinary 6-time Women's Champion who stood in the center of the ring with a microphone in her hand. I walked backstage and saw groups of Raw, SmackDown and ECW Superstars ready by the curtain for the next battle royal. I wandered across to Mia, who had been eliminated by Lita. She was stood in front of a screen that displayed Raw, and we looked on as Trish tried to find the words to thank the crowd and fans across the globe. Mia wrapped an arm around my shoulder, while Jeff stood next to her in his blue SmackDown shirt. Randy stood by my other side with a red Raw shirt on as did John who was next to him.

"Thanks you guys. Thank you for coming on this amazing awesome ride." She said as she ran a hand through her blond locks. "Thank you." She placed the microphone down on the canvas and waved at the fans one last time, before jumping up onto the turnbuckles and raising one finger.

JR: That woman has worked so hard. So successful.

King: I guess I'll say it one last time, I hate to see her go, but I always love to watch her leave. What a beauty.

Trish walked through the curtain as everyone clapped in support for the soon-to-be retiring Diva. She headed straight for me and Mia. She pulled Mia, Maria, Michelle and I in for a hug. The rest of the Diva's had departed for the locker room. The group hug seemed to last forever.

"Alright, I've gotta get to an interview for ." Trish said as she broke the hug with teary eyes before she walked down the corridor with Michelle.

"Good luck." I smiled up at Randy and John as they mentally prepped themselves for their 15-man battle royal.

"You get your lip checked out." Randy called after me as I waved a hand backwards at them while walking down the corridor behind Trish and Michelle.

"So how mad are you with this Draft?" I glanced across at her as she swung her arm over my shoulders again and I rested my hand on her waist.

"Mega pissed." She replied solemnly. "I'm gonna miss Jeff so much when he's at SmackDown."

"You staying in his room tonight?" I asked the brunette Diva while she nodded in response. "It's okay, so Trish and I will see you at the signing on Wednesday though?"

"Yep. Speak to you later." She gave me a brief hug before I walked down a wide hallway towards the trainers' room.

A/N: I had to give Trish a big send off :) Coming up: Night Of Champions PPV, bachelorette party, Trish's Wedding and at RAW Stephanie McMahon makes a special match as the women's title has become vacant.