Chapter 50: Surprise For Vixen
"Just one question," Lita started. Lauren rolled her eyes, but nodded nonetheless. She leaned in close, and whispered, "was he any good?"
Lauren couldn't help but laugh. She smirked and leaned in as well, "He was amazing." The girls decided to drop the conversation there and just talked about RAW tonight. "Isn't Trish fighting Christy again?" Lauren asked Lita.
"Yeah. And that bitch is gonna get it this time. Christy was really pissed about losing last night. But she'll be ready tonight." Lita told them. Lauren and Stacy nodded, with Lauren thinking of when Trish might try going after her. Lita looked down at her watch, "Holy shit! We've gotta get going!" she yelled. They all grabbed their purses and hightailed it out of there to the limo.
Luckily they made it just in time to the hotel to grab their things and head to the arena. The men all gave them looks, waiting for them out front, arms crossed over their chests and feet tapping. The women all stuck their tongues out at them and got into the limo as the men followed.
"So what does the action look like for tonight, fellas?" Benoit asked.
"Honestly, I've got no idea," Batista replied, with the same response from Kane. The limo pulled up to the arena allowing the six RAW superstars to enter through all the screaming fans and whatnot. They all cheered Batista's name as he walked into the arena, his first night, as World Heavyweight Champion.
Everybody went their separate ways to their own locker rooms when the show was about to start. Just in case Batista had to wrestle, he changed into his wrestling gear. Meanwhile, Lauren turned on the monitor to see the fireworks going off to start everything. She laid back against the couch, only to grimace at the sound of HHH's entrance music filling the arena. Great. He's probably going to spend the next hour bitching about how he deserves the title and Batista doesn't, or something like that. Lauren thought irritably to herself as she crossed her arms and listened. She was right, and kept grunting and whining loudly. Batista eventually heard her and walked out in his ring attire to see what she was doing. She was curled up on the couch with hands over her ears. "Make it stop!" she begged him hopelessly. Batista just laughed and walked up to the tv to hear what HHH had to say. "You're not helping!" she whined, though it came out muffled now that her face was literally in the cushion and her hands still over her ears.
Once HHH was through, Batista looked back over to the curled up Lauren on the couch. "You can uncover your ears now, the bad man's gone," he chuckled. Lauren simply shook her head like she didn't believe him. "Come on now," he said again. Lauren just repeated the same thing again. "Okay if that's the way you want it." He walked over to her and started tickling her, without showing her any mercy. Lauren begged for him to stop, as he continued his assault. Lauren rolled onto her back, only to become an easier target for Batista's hands.
"That's not fair!" she panted as he finally stopped and ended up just pulling her onto his lap.
"Well hey, you're the one who never plays by the rules," Batista smirked.
"I'm too cute for such nonsense," she pouted and leaned into his chest. Then the cameras went to Bischoff's office to see Edge signing his contract that ensured a match with the champion for a full year. Bischoff was actually trying to convince Edge to use it against Batista tonight. However, Edge declined and was instead put in a match with Chris Benoit. "I really wonder if you'll even be put in a match tonight," Lauren stated. Batista simply watched the screen, and saw Randy Orton walk out and say how he lost to the Undertaker, and had no respect for Batista, and how he would take the title from him. Lauren's heart nearly stopped when he said it would happen...tonight! "Are you sure you can fight him the day right after WM? You did get beat up really bad last night," she told him worriedly. Batista just stroked her hands and kissed them with a reassuring smile on his face.
"I'll be fine. Randy's just become a punk who needs to learn that he just doesn't go and take what he wants. He's gotta earn it," Batista replied. Lauren nodded with a tiny smile on her face and stood up. She halted her movements when a knock came on their door.
"I'll get it," Lauren said and opened the door to find Eric Bischoff standing there. "Can we help you?" she asked, not too happy to see him. Then again she's never happy to see him.
"Actually Vixen, I came to see you..." Bischoff started with a small ridiculous smile on his face. Though by the end of the conversation, there was a smile on Lauren's face too.
Bischoff left, as Batista looked on to ask what he was talking to her about. "Oh nothing much." Lauren smirked. She looked to the monitor just in time to see Trish Stratus giving a cheap shot to Lita, as Christy ran to help her. Christy helped Lita backstage as Trish held the title high in the ring, like she had a reason to be proud of herself. "I'll be back in a minute. Watch the monitor for me will ya?" she said as she walked out the door.
Batista just raised a brow and looked to the monitor to see what she was talking about. He sat on the couch and watched as Trish strutted around the ring like she was the best thing ever. Batista glared at the screen, remembering what that slut did to him and Lauren. Out of nowhere, Batista heard his own theme song came on. What the hell? I'm nowhere near the–Lauren! He thought and looked at the tv closer. Trish's smile dropped and she looked scared out of her mind. The camera moved to the top of the ramp to see Lauren walking out from behind the curtain with a mic in her hand and a smirk on her face.
Trish didn't look too happy, and held the title close to her. Lauren walked up to the ring, allowing all the cheering fans to see her clearly. Batista couldn't help but smirk to himself when he saw Lauren standing there with such confidence, and in what she was wearing. The white corset top with black ribbons crisscrossing along her sides and front, with a black skirt and boots that reached her knees to match.
Lauren casually placed a hand to her hip, and raised the mic to her lips. "Hey Trish," she started calmly. Trish just stood there, holding onto her title for dear life. "I just thought I should come out here and let you know something. First off, congrats on just winning your match and–oh yeah! That's right, you didn't." Trish started getting angry at this point. "Well the real reason I came out here was because I just got some news, and you might wanna hear it. Eric Bischoff has informed me, that you went crying to him about me beating the shit out of you. So he has made an official match between you and me, for next week. So I hope you'll be ready." she smirked and started walking back up the ramp with the cheers getting louder. However, Lauren stopped and quickly turned around. "Oh yeah, if I win, you and I are going to fight at the next pay-per-view for the Women's Championship. And Trish? Have a nice day." Lauren dropped the mic and confidently walked back up the ramp with a wider smirk. Batista laughed at the look of terror on Trish's face, as his woman proudly walked up that ramp embracing the love from the fans.
He could hear JR and King talking about the whole thing. "JR did you hear that? The beautiful Vixen is going to have her first match here on RAW next week! Against the lovely Women's Champion no less!" King exclaimed excitedly.
"King, I have a lot of confidence in Vixen. We've seen she can do whatever she sets out to do, from her helping Batista in his matches. It'll be a fine match ladies and gentlemen next week, it'll be Trish Stratus versus Vixen. Should Vixen win, she will get a title shot at the next pay-per-view." JR announced.
"I wonder what Batista has to say about this!" King stated chuckling. At that moment, cameras switched to see Vixen walking through the halls with a smile on her face. She opened up the door to see Batista standing there with his arms crossed, and a smirk on his face as well.
Vixen bowed, "Thank you. Thank you, hold your applause!" She stood back up to see Batista wagging a finger towards him, signaling her to come closer. "Come on, you know you enjoyed that," Vixen chuckled as she walked up the him. Batista simply wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her sweetly.
"That...was awesome," he smirked. "You are going to win next week, and you are going to become the next Women's Champion."
"I like that plan." Vixen said low and seductively as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. The cameras left them at that, when Batista saw them leaving. He lifted her up by the waist and swung her around. "I did it! I get an official match!" Lauren cheered happily.
Batista set her down on the ground and looked at the sparkle in her eye. "You are gonna kick ass next week," he told her. Lauren could see that he truly believed in her.
Another knock came at their door to reveal that Batista's match was in ten minutes. Lauren's smile almost went away, as she heard it. "Thanks" Batista said through the door to the stagehand. He noticed the absence of Lauren's smile and cupped her cheek in his palm. "I'm gonna be fine. Last night's exercises really helped," he smirked. Lauren fought a smile and simply leaned against his chest. Batista wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back as he kissed the top of her head gently. "Come on, let's go show this punk a thing or two about what he really deserves," Batista said. Lauren nodded and walked with him to the curtain.
A/N: Hey everybody! I decided to update and I brag about how today is my BIRTHDAY! I'm finally 18! I'm so happy, lol. If you're all wondering, yes I'm pissed as hell about the whole Batista/Melina thing on Friday, but was happy when Batista dissed her. Most dominant Diva my ass! Vixen is way better, lol. Thanks for the awesome reviews for the last chapter, I really appreciate it. We're at chapter 50 people! Never in my wildest dreams did I think this story would go this long, and there's still much more to come. Hope you all will stick around to find out what happens :)
