Elimination Chamber: Feb. 12, 2017
I smiled as the girls and I hung out backstage. I had been on my phone mostly, making a list of goals for myself. I feel like that I needed something to push me back into being my old self. This list of goals was currently my best bet, even though it wasn't finished yet. Currently, it has three items on it.
Get even with Mickie James
Get revenge on Alexa Bliss
Regain the SmackDown Women's Championship at WrestleMania
Chelle looks at me. "Are you doing alright?"
I nod. "Yeah. I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Everything we talked about on Tuesday."
I shrug. "Well, believe me, ladies. I have everything under control."
"You have plans tonight?" Ryse asks.
"I'm managing Randy for his match against Luke Harper tonight."
"I think she meant other than that." Eve says.
Ryse nods. "I did."
I look up at the TV in the locker-room as the actual Elimination Chamber pay per view started and Becky Lynch and Mickie James made their entrances for their match against each other. "I've gotta go. I'll see you all later."
I smile to myself as I open the door to leave.
"Oh shit. Mickie is a goner." Eve says as I make my way out of the room.
"She's basically already gone." Ryse comments.
I smirk to myself as I make my way down the hall towards guerilla. "You're damn right she is."
I made it into guerilla. Dolph Ziggler was in guerilla as well as his opponents for his Handicap match tonight, Apollo Crews and Kalisto.
I stood next to Dolph to watch the ongoing match. "I hope you don't mind, but even after this match, you're going to have to wait a few more minutes for yours."
Dolph smirks at me. "And why's that, Rissa?"
"I have some unfinished business to attend to first. Hope you don't mind."
"I guess since it's you, I can let it slide. Where's your man?"
"Probably with Bray."
"Doesn't he have a match tonight?"
"Against Luke Harper."
"Are you managing him for it?"
"I plan on it."
"Does he know you have plans right now?"
I smile. "Nope. Not like he'd stop me from me doing what I plan on doing anyway."
Dolph nods. "Fair enough. Obviously, we've been friends for almost a decade now, Rissa, and I am one of the few people left here that was around you when you were in your prime. Due to that, I just wanted to say that I feel like you haven't been this motivated to be in the ring in a while."
"Yeah. Back in July, Daniel convinced me to become a full time competitor again. While I did find some success, including a SmackDown Women's Championship reign, I wasn't fully motivated to be in the WWE ring. I took that break for a month after I lost the championship because I just wasn't feeling it. At Royal Rumble, I was relegated to a Tag Team match on the preshow, the same one your fiancée was in actually. Tonight's Elimination Chamber, and I don't have a damn thing. However, after I ranted to Chelle about it for a long time on Tuesday, I decided I was done bitching and taking things into my own hands. Despite the fact that I've not been a full time competitor since 2012 until I came back from my break in July, I still haven't fully been back at my peak."
"Those things take time."
"I know that. That's why I'm taking things into my own hands tonight. I'm setting goals for myself, Dolph. I'm setting goals because that'll be the motivation I need to get back to my former glory. Hell, since we could get equal opportunities as female Superstars now, I could very well turn this into a better run than my original one once I truly found myself. I'm pushing myself to be the best. I have three goals set right now, Dolph, and the first one is for me to get even with Mickie James. We've never not had issues with her, but I'll be damned if I let her have one-up on me any longer."
"That's good to hear. I miss you being like your old self. Back then, you even kicked my ass."
I laugh. "That's true. However, it was for brand warfare. Nothing else. Anyway, now that I'm thinking about it, it'd be better to get Mickie through the crowd. They're still wrestling right now. I'm going to get going so I can get positioned before the match is over. Good luck."
Dolph nods. "Thanks. You too."
Mickie hits Becky with a MickDT and pins her.
1…2…3!
"Here is your winner, Mickie James!"
Mickie kicks Becky out of the ring before she starts celebrating. She's so absorbed in her victory that she doesn't have a chance to see it coming.
I slide in the ring from the crowd. Before Mickie has a chance to realize what's going on, I Superkick her in the face. She falls to the ground. I look at Mickie with a devious smirk. I pick Mickie up and hit her with a Chaotic Ending. I look down at Mickie's body laying in the middle of the ring. I smile and take a bow to the crowd before exiting the ring and walking up the ramp. As I make it to the stage, I look back at the ring to see Mickie slowly getting up and glaring directly at me.
I smile and nod. "Game on."
Randy pulled me to him when I made it backstage. "Heard my wife was out there kicking ass and taking names."
I smile as I wrap my arms around him. "Didn't expect to see you this early into the show."
"Like I said, I heard you were doing things. Had to come see it. Let's go before Mickie makes it around."
I nod. "Okay. Lead the way."
Randy took me by the hand and started to walk with me through the halls backstage. "Are you still coming with me tonight?"
"I still was planning on it."
"Okay. I was just curious if you were."
"I am."
"Good. I'm starting to see it in you again."
"See what?"
"That motivation to go kick some ass. The urge for you to work your ass off to be the very best. I'm glad to see it. I missed this part of you, Rissa."
"Me too, babe. You're gonna kick ass tonight."
Randy laughs. "I hope so. After I do, we're going to celebrate."
"And how would we do that?" I ask sarcastically.
"You know exactly how." Randy says with a wink.
I smile. "Yeah. How are we celebrating Valentine's Day since we're on the road?"
"I made reservations. Don't you worry, beautiful. Everything has been covered."
"That's good."
Randy and I make it to the door of our locker-room.
"Are we alone or…?" Randy asks.
"The girls were here earlier." I reply. "May still be."
"I'll kick them out, so I can stick my tongue down your throat."
I laugh. "Whatever. Wait, what about you having to be around Bray?"
Randy grins at me. "He wanted to prepare for the Elimination Chamber match on his own. All he did was ask if I had any advice to offer and then told me to go prepare for my match against Luke or spend time with you."
I nod. "Okay. He's trusting you for advice. That means you're getting close to being able to figure him out before turning on him. Good."
"I know." Randy opens the door to our locker-room. "Listen, I'm sticking my tongue down Rissa's throat whether you guys want to see it or not, so this is your warning if you don't want to see it."
The girls look at us.
"Good job, Rissa." Chelle says. "But we're going to head out for now. Bye."
"Bye." Eve and Ryse say as well before the three head out of my locker-room.
Randy closes the door behind them. "Anyway, where did we leave off?"
I look at Randy. "Sticking your tongue down my throat."
Randy chuckles. "Sounds about right."
He pushes me up against the wall and starts kissing me.
"Babe…" I groan. "Randy, I…"
Randy wraps his arms around me. "I love you, and I'm so happy to be here with you. And I'm staying with you for the rest of our lives. If you don't stop being so attractive, I'm going to end up accidentally knocking you up again."
I laugh as he continues to kiss me. "Well, I'm not surprised about that. But it's not like we didn't want to have kids when we ended up getting me pregnant."
"That's true. Plus, we weren't being careful anyway."
I continue kissing him. "Have we ever been good at that?"
"Not really."
I wrap my arms around him. "I love you, Randy."
Randy takes a break to catch some breath. "I love you too."
"I can't wait until this is over."
"Me too, Rissa. Should be soon."
"Do you think Bray will win the Elimination Chamber tonight?"
"I'm not sure, but I think he has a solid chance."
"Randy, I just want to have this shit with him over."
Randy pulls me close and holds my body close to his. "Me too, honey. I just want to be happy without worrying about Bray while I'm at home with you and our children."
I laid my head on his chest. "I would love for you to be able to stop worrying."
"Me too. Let's get ready for my match."
"Okay."
I hear voices in my head
They council me
They understand
They talk to me…
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Marissa, from Saint Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 250 pounds, he is the Apex Predator, Randy Orton!"
("Swamp Gas" plays)
"And his opponent, Luke Harper!"
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The two lock up but break apart without either gaining an advantage. They do it a second time, with the same result. They do it a third time with the advantage going back and forth. Luke gets Randy in a Headlock and shoves him against the ropes. Luke comes back with a Shoulder Block and pins Randy.
1…kickout!
Randy rolls out of the ring to regroup.
1!
2!
Luke rolls out to confront Randy. They exchange punches. Luke throws Randy into the barricade. He then bounces Randy's face off the announce table. He then tosses Randy back in the ring.
Randy manages to elbow Luke. Luke Dropkicks Randy. Luke goes to go to the top rope. Randy approaches and gets smacked. Randy punches Luke down to the outside.
1!
2!
Randy poses in the corner and winks at me.
3!
4!
5!
6!
7!
Luke rolls back into the ring. Randy punches Luke into a corner and Irish Whips him into the one diagonal from it. Randy tosses him out of the ring and follows Luke out. Randy bounces Luke's head on the announce table and then Suplexes him onto it. Randy walks around a little bit before going after Luke some more. Randy rolls Luke back in and pins him.
1…2…kickout!
Randy locks Luke in a Sleeper Hold. Luke struggles for a while before hitting Randy in the gut. Randy releases and hits Luke in the back. Randy tosses Luke over the top rope. Luke lands on the apron. Randy once again poses in the corner.
I roll my eyes. "He's so cocky."
Randy starts stomping on Luke, who made it back into the ring. Randy drives his knee into Luke's back before locking in another Sleeper Hold. Luke hits Randy in the gut to escape before hitting Randy some more. Randy comes back with some European Uppercuts. Randy gets Luke into the corner and Irish Whips him into the opposite corner. Luke comes back and knocks Randy down. He hits Randy and attempts to Irish Whip him into a corner, but Randy reverses and Irish Whips him. Luke goes to the outside before hitting Randy and jumping back in onto Randy. Luke hits Randy with a Big Boot and pins him.
1…2…kickout!
Luke attempts to grab Randy's legs, but Randy throws Luke out of the ring. Randy attempts to catch Luke with a DDT on his way back in, but Luke counters him. Luke gets back in and catapults Randy into the ropes. Randy rolls back out of the ring. I go to check on Randy but stop when Luke runs to Suicide Dive on him. Randy catches Luke with a punch however. Randy attempts to grab Luke but gets tossed out of the ring.
Luke hits Randy with a successful Suicide Dive. Luke Suplexes Randy onto the announce table. Luke goes after Randy again, but Randy Scoop Slams him.
1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
6!
7!
Randy gets back in. Luke gets on the apron. Randy grabs Luke. Luke punches Randy and puts him in a Headlock as he gets on the top turnbuckle. Randy escapes and hits Luke. Randy goes back up and Superplexes Luke. Randy pins Luke.
1…2…kickout!
They go back and forth. Randy attempts an RKO, but Luke counters it. Luke goes after Randy, but Randy catches him with a Full Nelson Slam. Randy pins Luke.
1…2…kickout!
Luke goes to the apron and Randy catches him with a DDT. Randy poses for the crowd before getting into position and taunting for the RKO. Luke catches Randy with a Superkick. Randy gets up and receives another one.
1…2…kickout!
Luke grabs Randy, but Randy counters into an RKO attempt. Luke avoids it. Luke kicks Randy and Powerbombs Randy. Luke pins Randy.
1…2…kickout!
The two exchange rights while not even fully standing. They stand up and continue, now including European Uppercuts. Luke rebounds off the ropes towards Randy, but Randy catches him with an RKO. Randy pins Luke.
1…2…3!
Randy isn't even standing. I slide in to hug and kiss him.
"Here is your winner, Randy Orton!"
Randy gets up as he hugs and kisses me. The referee attempts to raise his arm, but Randy ignores him and grabs my hand. I raise Randy's arm in the air. Randy lets me go and stands in the corner, pointing at the WrestleMania sign instead of doing his normal pose. Randy gets off the turnbuckle and grabs me to exit the ring.
Randy puts an arm around me as we walk up the ramp. "Get your ass on the WrestleMania match card."
I laugh. "That's the plan, Randy. I'm feeling more alive than ever. I'm going to do everything I can do to be the very best, and that includes using all my strength to get onto WrestleMania. I am intending on using my rematch clause."
Randy smiles at me as we make it backstage. "Good."
I lean on Randy as we watch the just starting Elimination Chamber match from guerilla. "Do you think you turn on him immediately if he wins?"
"No." Randy says as he runs his fingers through his hair. "I'll wait a little longer."
"Babe, you've gotta kick his ass."
"I will. Don't you worry, Rissa."
"Okay."
Naomi walks up to us with her newly won SmackDown Women's Championship. "Hey, Rissa. You got a second?"
I glance at Randy.
Randy looks at me. "Don't let me hold you up, babe. I'll be right here."
"Okay. Love you." I kiss Randy's cheek.
"Love you too."
I take Naomi into a relatively empty hallway to talk. "Congratulations on the win by the way. What's up?"
Naomi sighs as she sits on a production box. "Thanks. I think I messed up my knee."
"Bad?" I ask.
"I think there's a chance it is. Would I have to vacate my championship?"
I sigh. "There's a chance. Depends on how bad it is."
"Oh no. I don't want to. I'm so stressed out. I just won."
I look at Naomi. "Who have you told?"
"Just you and Jimmy."
"Listen, you are going to go to the trainer's room to inform them to let them know and examine it. Then, you're going home. We are not letting Alexa even make an attempt to try to get a rematch for it. When you go home, go see your doctor. Inform the company what the doctor says. After that, we'll figure things out. I had intentions of using my rematch clause, but I'll wait to say something until after we figure out your situation. Don't worry about telling Shane and Daniel. I'll take care of it. Okay?"
Naomi nods. "Okay. Thank you. By the way, if I do have to vacate, sis, you better pull up and beat some ass."
I laugh. "I will. See you around."
"Bye!"
I walk back into guerilla to be with Randy. "Hey. I'm back."
"Okay." Randy says as he puts an arm around me. "What's going on?"
"Naomi might be injured."
"That's not good."
"Not at all."
We both watch in silence as Bray counters a Phenomenal Forearm from AJ into a Sister Abigail.
1…2…3!
"Here is your winner and the NEW WWE Champion, Bray Wyatt!"
We both look at each other without saying a word. AJ makes it backstage and glances at us as Bray continues to celebrate in the ring.
Randy removes his arm from around me and leans in close. "Stay here."
"Um…okay." I reply quietly.
Randy walks out without his music playing and stands on the stage. Randy and Bray stare at each other from a distance.
I only had one thought as I watched from guerilla.
The rest of the Road to WrestleMania is going to be very complicated.
