Author's Note: I started this chapter a couple months back however there was a certain event that made me change some things about this. #RIPDaffney My beautiful scream queen... My condition hasn't gotten better or worse, I sometimes use a wheelchair whenever I have to cover large distances. I can walk okay for a few blocks but after that, no. I am being stubborn and trying to not stop doing things I enjoy. I still can't work but I am babysitting for a small sum a week or it's something. Anywho, I hope everyone is doing well. Tell me what you think of this chapter, it's a juicy one.
Pairings: OC/Maria and other pairings..
Rating: M for mature events that will appear throughout the story..
I own nothing except for any OCs that I use and the story itself. All the other characters belong to themselves, obviously, and Impact Wrestling/WWE/whatever. This story is complete fiction. AU (Alternate Universe)
NOTE: This is Femslash.. don't like don't read..
No One's POV
Lips remained parted as the former Hellcat awaited the response from an unexpected visitor. It wasn't that the brunette wasn't happy to see her mother but the timing was odd. The blonde must have been worried that her daughter hadn't held to her word and come to visit her. It had been three months since that phone call, Sable remembers that Daisy was showing some odd behavior that wasn't like herself. There was a lot of stuttering especially once Maria made her presence known in the room. Thankfully Rena wasn't left in the dark for very long, during that call Nicole filled her in on what happened. The blonde isn't sure to make of all that information, it seemed too far fetched to be true. She knew that her spawn wouldn't come up with such a ridiculous lie. That being said, something didn't settle right in her core. She felt like she needed to come down and see her daughter. There was something missing. Rena's blue eyes shifted their attention to one of the other two people in the room. The redhead that was nervously playing with her fingers has to be Natasha. The blonde watched the shy teenager blush immensely whenever she realized that a pair of eyes were on her. 'She's a real cutie, her personality seems like a polar opposite to the older spawn.' Sable thought to herself while letting out a groan, the bouncing was starting to hurt her hips. "Nicole, can you be a dear and get your brother for me?"
"Yeah of course." The Knockout's Champion was quick to respond. She was trying her hardest to keep a smile, but now definitely wasn't the best time. Especially with all the drama still going on, Rena could be in danger if Katarina decides to make a move. "Come to Sissy, Turk." She cooed softly to the blonde toddler, who was excited to be held some more. He definitely missed his big sissy. 'What do I do?' The brunette turned around and started heading toward the couch while Sable walked into the hotel room, closing the door behind her. Daisy's eyes trailed over to Candice and their eyes met for a brief moment.
This definitely was noticed by Rena, who was starting to study the busty brunette in front of her. Something seemed familiar about her but she couldn't quite put a finger on it. The body language didn't show it but her face was a different story, that woman seemed nervous. Sable didn't understand why but she was happy to meet a friend of Daisy's. "I don't believe we have met before I am Rena."
"Nice to meet you, I am Candice Michelle." The Go Daddy girl flashed a sweet smile and held her hand out to the blonde. She was all too familiar with who Rena was, however the blonde wasn't sure about the brunette. The name seemed all too familiar to her, if she was a friend of Daisy, she had to be in the business somehow. Sable could tell she had the look to be a possible manager, maybe an in-ring competitor. She is very beautiful. Blue eyes drifted down toward the floor to a small toddler that was latched to Candice's leg. "This is my daughter, AkiAnne."
"She's beautiful." The little blonde had her eyes focused on Turk, who was still sitting with his older sister. It was a sight that Sable always loved to see. Sure she was a little old to have a pair of boys but she was enjoying every second of it. "The one with Nicole is Turk, he just turned two at the beginning of this month. This little one here is Duke, he's going to be one next month.."
"I missed his birthday.." The brunette mumbled as she continued to bounce the toddler in her lap. With everything going on, she managed to fuck up yet again and miss her brother's birthday. Sable's intention wasn't to make her daughter feel bad; there has to be something to make the brunette so distant. The blonde woman pushed the stroller over in front of the couch and sat down beside Daisy. "Is Brock here too?"
"No. He's recovered from his surgery and is training for his next fight. I think it's at some point in August." Daisy was aware that her step dad had surgery either last month or earlier this month, he was forced to withdraw from a fight. The brunette was happy to hear that he would be able to continue UFC. Their relationship has always been pretty decent despite the weirdness of being only a couple years longer than Brock.
"I am glad. Oh Ma, this is my little sister, Natasha. Tasha, this is Rena, my mother." She gestured to the young redhead that blushed uncontrollably after being put on the spot. Tasha wasn't expecting to meet the person that her sissy considers her mother so soon.
"N-nice to meet you. You're Sable, r-right?"
"It's a name I haven't gone by for a while now but yes, that's me." The eldest woman gave a nonchalant response while checking on her youngest in the stroller. Sable didn't say anything else and her eyes drifted over toward Candice, who was now holding her daughter. There was still something that wasn't sitting right with her and it had to do with a lack of a certain someone in this room. She clicked her lips together before deciding to ask. "So, is Maria not here?"
Rena noticed instantly that the duo were exchanging glances between either with unsure looks on their faces. Something was definitely wrong and no one was speaking up about it. Daisy wasn't sure if she was ready to reveal said information just yet, it would be a lot to digest. Especially since she hadn't informed Candice yet that she had previously talked to Maria a few days ago. The couple weren't talking constantly but it's still progress that was made. "Umm no. She's not." Daisy decided to say almost sheepishly but that only aroused more suspicions from the blonde.
"I see. She hasn't been here in a while, I take it. Candice has been living here probably about a couple weeks now." It was clear to the former Diva that Sable was deducing what's going on all on her own. It's true, it's pretty obvious that someone with a child has made this their residence. It's hard to keep all of Aki's things in one place.
"Maria traveled up North to find something for her, she didn't want to sign back with Impact without exploring other options." It was Candice that decided to speak, she was trying to avoid the topic until Daisy wanted to say something about it. It wasn't the brunette's place to discuss such a sensitive topic to a woman she just met.
"Why didn't you just tell me that from the start? But that's not all, is it?" The blonde questioned, which gained an unsure gaze from her daughter. It seems she was able to hit the nail on the head. Something has obviously happened between the couple, she wondered exactly what that could be. It had to be something major if it would cause the redhead to pack up and leave. Perhaps that Candice said was true, and she's searching closer to home right now. Rena wasn't so sure anymore. "Nicole, what happened?"
"Well.. Maria had already planned on leaving, I wasn't going to hold her back. But someone decided to meet up with her and expose some information that I had kept up. With all the drama going on, I hadn't got to sit down and talk to her about it. Rightfully so, she was furious and I couldn't calm her down." Daisy was trying to pick her words carefully, mentioning Katarina right now would possibly anger her little sister. Even if the brunette went into a lot of details, the redhead believes that bitch to be a saint. Sable blinked a couple times before resting her hand against her head. It was clear that her mother was disappointed about the whole ordeal. Hell Daisy was disappointed in herself. Why didn't she remember what was on that phone? Would Katarina have had that information regardless? "It's complicated." The blonde reached over and smacked the Knockout over the top of the head. "Ow Ma!"
"You dumbass. After all the loyalty and waiting you did, you managed to mess it up by not being completely honest with her."
"It's not completely her fault. I am to blame as well.." Sable looked over at Candice, who nervously looked down to the ground. "We both weren't exactly truthful with Maria and she's my best friend.."Rena took in this new information and realized what possibly could be going on. It had to be severe enough to anger a calm and patient woman like Maria. This brunette named Candice Michelle is apparently Ria's closest friend. But she is apparently also at fault, why would that be the case?
She let out a sigh and gestured to the former Diva. "Was this one you were seeing whenever you were back in Knoxville? You never gave me a lot of information about who you were sleeping with but you did mention one used to be in the business. Don't lie to me either, spawn."
"Yes-" Sable took the liberty to slap her daughter upside the head once again. Daisy knew that would probably happen and it was well deserved. It didn't dismiss the fact that it fucking hurt. "Okay. I deserve that. I promise we will tell you everything but now isn't the time." The blonde noticed the brunette pointing indiscreetly behind her, toward the young redhead beside her on the couch. Sable understood that the younger Sanders sister didn't need to know about Daisy's mistake and decided to dismiss it for now. "I managed to talk to Ria a couple days ago, we are working things out. Whenever she gets back, we are sitting down and talking this out."
"That's a relief, I didn't know you got a hold of Maria." Candice couldn't help but smile wide at that fact, it eased her worries a little bit.
"I hadn't had the chance to tell you since Ma came to visit as soon as I got home. It was an eerie timing, not going to lie."
"A mother's intuition sweetie, I had a hunch something was wrong for a while now."
It was a skill that Daisy obviously hadn't adapted just yet, but Rena always knew whenever something was wrong. Even if it was the middle of the night, her mother would swoop in to the rescue with a random phone call. Maybe one day, she wants to have a family with Ria. She isn't sure when exactly she will be ready but longs for that day. "Why don't we go to your room and we can completely discuss what happened that day? Are you okay with watching AkiAnne for us, Tasha?"
"Y-yeah. I got you, Sissy." The teenager got off the couch and walked over to Candice, who was still holding AkiAnne. The toddler loves the redhead so it was no problem getting to hold her. Daisy nodded with a big grin at the younger sister and got off the couch. Turk still straddled on her hip. Everyone followed behind Sable and they knew that this discussion was going to get them an earful. Nicole might manage to get herself grounded after all, and probably slapped around some more.
June 30th, 2011
Before the Show
Daisy's POV
The longer this drags on, the more likely it is to put Natasha in some sort of danger. I don't care what happens to me but she doesn't need to be involved at all. Katarina seems to have her focus set on her but the events that have transpired recently seem unlike the witchy bitch. It wouldn't be unlike Kat to switch the game up, she's as smart as they come. This whole Twitter thing is annoying, it's causing so much gossip for no reason. It really could be a fan starting the pot but something is telling me deep down it isn't. Winter has been cooperating with this investigation. Lisa has been keeping a very sharp eye on her. The witchy bitch hasn't done anything suspicious since. Could she actually be innocent in this whole thing? The European woman definitely has Natasha convinced of that. It's not my sister's fault, she doesn't know the monster she truly is. I decided to venture toward the ring, it seems some of the guys are testing it with a practice match. We still have about two hours until showtime. My eyes wandered toward the barricade to see a familiar face leaning over it. She seemed to be lost in thought but I decided to approach her. "Mick."
The Virginia Native snapped out of her thoughts and looked over at me with narrowed eyes. She seemed hesitant at first but decided to actually talk to me. "Oh it's you. Hey.." The tone was saddened, did something happen? Well Maria did know what occurred at the gym, the redhead might be upset with her best friend after that. I understand that but I am not angry over it. She was keeping her word and despite everything, the brunette beat the hell out of me. I'm glad, I deserved it. "How's your ankle doing?"
"It's pretty much healed at this point. Thanks for asking. Are you okay?" It's been about a week since she attacked me. The girls have been wanting answers out of her. I might need to talk to them forever, she's never alone like this.
"I hurt you and you're worried about me.. I should have expected that." Mickie scoffed slightly but then released a light chuckle. "I heard from Lisa that you managed to talk to Maria. Good, you messed up big time, you know."
"Yeah. I never wanted Katarina to be the one to reveal that. I honestly had no idea about Candice coming down. She's had all the messages and stuff from my old phone. It's our fault for not talking to Maria earlier." The Virginia native nodded her head in understanding. I am expecting to hear a mouthful for my actions but she remained silent and waited for me to continue. "Thanks for keeping your promise by the way. I know I can always depend on you."
"I am not sure about that.. I lost it pretty badly, if Natasha wasn't there. I don't know how bad it would have gotten. My only intention was to smack you around a bit.. I was so clouded by anger that I did something so heinous in front of a child. Shit…I'm sorry." Guilt laced her voice as her eyes went elsewhere back toward the ring. I see that's what is bothering her. It was a pretty bad thing to do, Natasha shouldn't have witnessed that. The redhead is afraid to be around the brunette, I don't blame her honestly. There was a point in time that I was the same way. "I also told Maria that I attacked you. She wasn't very happy about it. I haven't heard from her since then."
"I'm not the one you should be apologizing too. You need to talk to my sister. She's scared that you might do it again. As for Maria, I'll talk to her for you." She released a sigh and flashed a small smile at me. There we go, that's the Mickie I've come to treasure as a friend. "Are you and Tessie good?" I decided to ask since I know that they have been kind of seeing each other but not dating. I want the brunette to find someone to make her happy like Ria makes me.
"I guess so. She's been acting pretty normal after a small confrontation that night."
"That's great. I am still curious how that happened. I mean besides the obvious of her being stunning." I was going to make a remark about her great ass but I'm not looking to get slapped.. She has the nickname Bootymacher for a reason, that's what my cousin calls her. She's so thirsty for that ass. Tryhard needs to calm herself.
"Kinda out of the blue at Christmas time, we had gone back to our rooms to gather presents. We started playfully going back and forth until she brought out the mistletoe. Things happen. She's such a good girl though." You know what, that's pretty smooth I must say. Around that time, I was under Katarina's spell completely and wasn't with the group anymore. Maria.. My girlfriend had to suffer so much because of me. Not my fault is something I hear a lot but I wish I could have regained control sooner and prevented all of this. My lover had told me after everything that I had saved her from being the monster that I became. I took that drink that was meant for her. That does bring me some slight relief, I'd do anything for her.
"Definitely. She's precious." Mickie could only smile while her attention drifted back toward the ring. The brunette seemed in a good mood after my reassurance but the silence was killing me. Maybe it's time I should leave her be, "About all that happened between Candice and I, I will tell you everything here soon. Maria deserves to know first."
"Good. I don't want to have to knock you around anymore. I didn't like that feeling but you know I keep my promises."
"Of course. I respect the hell out of you, Mick. I appreciate everything you do for us. I'll see you around tonight. "We are going to have a lot of fun tonight,"
Mickie continued to watch the guys in the ring, a small smile remained prominent on her lips. I guess our little conversation erased most of the negative emotions deep within her. I am hoping so, the brunette is an amazing person. Her actions were welcomed and justified in my book. She didn't want to come wait for the others with us and I respected her and didn't press further. I feel a bit better being able to talk to Mickers about it herself. I will have to talk to Ria before the show so that way I can explain everything from my side. This is something I wanted to happen regardless of the situation, this was tame compared to what I deserve. I refuse to break up another friendship. I released a long sigh as I walked down the empty hallways of the Impact Zone. I don't like being by my lonesome, who knows whenever that bitch might try to make a move. She's not that stupid. All eyes are solely on her and Katarina is aware of that fact. In the distance there were footsteps, and judging by the noise; they were approaching swiftly. Was someone running? A figure made its presence known and caused my heart to stop briefly. There's no way.. Black leather hugged the entire body and on top was that cursed motorcycle helmet. Katarina… you really are this stupid. The person turned to face me, the stance changed to a calmer demeanor. "Kat, you can't be serious."
This doesn't make sense. Someone as resourceful as Winter wouldn't resort to using the same tactic twice. Every time I have been drugged by her, it's been a different formula. It's never been the same thing. The motorcycle woman's identity had been discovered. Why reuse something as stupid as this? Fuck.. This haunts me, I wore this mask and hurt my friends.. Mickie.. Tessie.. Ria.. She's taunting me. God damn you! I clenched my fist as the helmet cocked to the side, she's observing me. "You realize that this plan of yours is going to fail. Katarina, I thought you were smarter than this."
The figure was clearly a woman, I mean that outfit was specifically made for Lisa but I already know who is underneath this helmet. It's none of my friends, if it's not the witchy bitch then it has to be Daffney. There's no doubt about it. "You're really going to remain silent about this. Fine. I will play your game." The woman didn't inch closer instead held her hand forward, her index finger and middle finger curled toward me. These mannerisms are definitely Katarina's, she's trying to play with my head. "I'll beat you to a pulp and unmask you. Your foolish game isn't going to work." I wonder what's going through her head right now. It's clear she didn't want to encounter me. Why did she wear this outfit then? What's her motive? Talking isn't going to solve a thing. Action has to be taken immediately. Her helmet turned to the right as I could hear footsteps approaching like someone else was running toward her. Without wasting another second, she ran down the hallway to my right. "Get back here!"
I started making my way in that direction until I saw a familiar face running behind me. "Oi Hotstuff, did ya see the copycat bimbo too?" Wait a second, I couldn't believe my eyes to see this person dashing in the direction the motorcycle was going.
"Daffney? Why are you chasing after her?"
"Would ya believe that the skank shoved me into a closet? I was mindin' me business and the hussie ambushed me in the hall. That's our thing! She's copying us." Something's not right here. If I consider what Shannon just said as fact, then why would Katarina take the time to ambush her little sidebitch? Unless this is all part of their little scheme that's cooking, the odds of running into one of us is small. The gothic woman noticed me staring at her and inquired. "What's with the stern face? Daffney promises it's the truth, cross me heart." She gave me what looked to be a genuine smile and crossed over her heart with her finger. What is actually going on here? Do I trust what this devilish woman says? "I have no reason to lie. Hotstuff, we have to catch her, Daffney hates cheap imitation."
"Suppose you are telling the truth, how do I know that Katarina wouldn't 'attack' you to sway the investigation away from her?" My eyes remained forward watching no additional distance being gained on this person. Why the hell am I not gaining any ground? Hussle Daisy.. Don't let Shannon's presence make you lose sight of your goal.
"Kitty Kat loves me. How dare you think such a thing!" Her tone laced with anger, she seemed so confident in that statement.
"How foolish of me to assume..." That's a lie, I don't think that monster is capable of such an emotion. She doesn't think of anyone but herself, so throwing Daffney under the bus wouldn't be beneath her. It is exactly what I would expect, that's why I think it's weird that she would wear the outfit herself. Could Katarina be manipulating her somehow or is this woman just delusional? "I don't trust you."
"I dunno why. I haven't done a thing.. Everything that's happened so far hasn't been because of Daffney but Kitty Kat's doing. I am simply an observer on how this all unfolds." Whatever, talking to her isn't going to get anywhere. This lunatic isn't going to give me any answers. Judging by the figure of the woman, it's safe to rule out Jess from all this. Her distance from me doesn't give me an indication of her height, safe to say it's not Thea either. I just left Mickie at the ring, it's highly unlikely that she managed to put the outfit on, attack Daffney and run into me. Wait.. Am I seriously considering the possibility that it's one of my friends? Am I believing what Daffney told me? Is this actually not Kat? That's the only person it can be. Am I starting to doubt my friends? The motorcycle woman opened the door to the parking lot, shit she could get away. I can't let that happen. It took a couple seconds but the both of us joined her outside. We were greeted with absolute silence. Are we too late? No.. We would have certainly heard a vehicle. She has to be hiding somewhere in this lot. Risking escape in a car would help us pinpoint the culprit; she's not that stupid. "Hotstuff, we have'ta work together ere.." She spoke with another accent, I don't fucking know.
Daffney skipped in front of me and started looking between some of the cars. There are multiple escape points, only this door and another lead back into the building. The others would involve her going around and risk being seen. "Tch. Just search for her."
"Nuh uh.. You're Wattson. Daffney's the boss. Lassie is gonna walk the plank for what she's done." I wasn't going to argue any further with this lunatic. My eyes need to focus on making sure she doesn't slip by. Could she be hiding in a vehicle already, the lot wasn't really filled so there were maybe like ten cars to search. Most likely the guys at the gym. My truck is here as well as Mickie's vehicle. I could locate what I assume is Miss Zombie Hot's car. Hmm Hemme's motorcycle is here but she always has mandatory meetings with the production team before the show. It's possible they walked here, the hotel isn't that far. She would assume we would scout the parking lot. Yeah that's it. Katarina's playing a risky game. I have to be prepared to strike at any second. Every car that I checked had nothing inside. I cautiously went around every corner but nothing came up in my search. My eyes glanced over toward the door on the other side as I realized that it was shutting. "Oi, she went back inside!"
Daffney was already speeding toward the other entrance as I followed suite. How did she manage to sneak around two pairs of eyes? "Don't lose her!" I shouted as I watched the gothic woman grab onto the door and swing it open. I managed to be on her heels whenever something crashed into the pair of us and we crashed onto the floor. Ow.. What the hell? My eyes stared at the empty production cart as the black haired woman groaned in my lap. "Get off me." I shoved the Zombie Hot woman onto the floor and quickly got to my feet. That damn bitch used an equipment cart on us. That could have seriously hurt us.
"Are you okay? Yeah I'm fine. Thanks for asking Daffney. No problem Daffney. That fooking hurt." Here she goes talking to herself but we have a major problem on our hands. We haven't the slightest clue where this bitch could have ran off too. All the rooms and restrooms, there is no telling where she could be hiding. We were quick to move forward until we reached multiple ways to go. "Oi Hotstuff, you check that way. I got this side covered."
"Fine. I'll play along. We will meet up here in twenty minutes." For now, I have no choice but to believe that I can trust this woman. "The girls' locker room will be searched together." That way I can make sure that she isn't tampering with any evidence; I have to be on edge whenever it comes to her. She's linked to Katarina as her supposed best friend.
"Ah yes, go team go! Let's find this faker. I'll call you if I find anything." How in the world does she have my phone number? No matter, I didn't get to say anything more and the gothic woman skipped down a different hallway. I suppose that I should start from where we entered and work my way around. Would it be possible for her to hide in one of the men's locker room. I doubt that but restrooms and closets are a possibility. I decided to go back to the parking lot first. There were no new cars and none were missing. That tells me that whoever it is was still in the building. Unless my hypothesis about the culprit walking here stands true, they could be gone at this point. Katarina's car wasn't here so I wouldn't put it past her. I shut the door and looked at the empty production cart. Dumb bitch, that hurt a good bit. Shannon took the force but I took the fall, thankfully I landed on my ass. There were a couple of closets that I quickly checked which remained untouched. We would have heard a door open and close judging how loud they are. She can't be here.
With each door opened, the hope of finding this 'copycat' was starting to fade. I feel like I checked every unlocked door in this hallway. There is always the possibility the bitch locked one of these doors but I can't go busting down every door. Shit. Wait, there is someone here that can help me. I pulled out my phone and quickly texted out to the brunette that I know is still back at the arena. 'Hey Mickers, are you still at the arena? It's only been you and the guys there, right? Have any of the other girls come in yet?'
I decided to continue searching a few rooms while I waited for a response. The only ones left on this side were the Knockout's locker rooms. Could they really be hiding inside one of them? 'Hardcore Country!' Hmm? She decided to call me instead, that's odd. I answered but before I could even get a greeting in, she spoke. "Something is wrong, right? That's why you asked me such peculiar questions."
"Yeah. Meet me back by the ladies locker rooms. I will explain here." The conversation ended at that, the brunette said okay and hung up the phone. Nothing gets past Mickie that's for sure. It will be in my favor to have her tagging along with me just in case things go south. This could be some complex scheme of theirs to ambush me and making Daffney seem innocent is a facade. About a minute passed before I noticed the Virginia Native walking down the hallway. She got here fast. "I had an encounter with the motorcycle woman."
"You're joking.. She's still trying these ridiculous schemes.. Do you have any idea where she went?" I begrudgingly shook my head from side to side which got the brunette to release a sigh. I was hoping that Mickie would have seen someone so I could have a possible lead to where she went. Shit. "Can you confirm it's Katarina?"
"I can not. I refuse to think it's anyone else." I don't want to doubt my friends, I don't want to think that anyone would stoop so low. That's why it has to be Katarina, she's the only one that would do something like this. Just in case, I won't tell any of the other girls until we locate this bitch or the outfit. This is so frustrating. I can one hundred percent trust Mickie with this information since it's impossible for her to be the motorcycle woman. It's been about twenty minutes, it's time to meet up with Daffney. I grabbed the Virginia Native by the hand and led her down the hallway. "Come on, I have to go meet with the other person that saw her."
She didn't seem to protest me leading her around like this. Mickie's smart so having her around for this is going to be a great help. We decided to wait at the hallway intersection where Shannon and I split up. I want to see Mickie's input on Daffney possibly telling the truth about her being ambushed. If it's the same motorcycle woman, why didn't they actually attack her? All the other attacks were brutal after the first assault on Mickie. I learned that I was under the mask whenever I attacked her. All I apparently did was slam her head against the counter. The next target was Sarita about a week after the first incident. Katarina wore the outfit and slammed her against a mirror, leaving her bloody and busted. What is her plan here? "Oi Hotstuff, I see you brought Mickey Mouse to assist us."
There was the accented voice we were both waiting on, we turned to look over to the gothic woman, who was sporting an unusual attire. A long, brown houndstooth coat with the matching cape and hat. She was holding a magnifying glass and a wooden pipe. Are you kidding me? She had time to go play dress up. I am fighting the urge to facepalm right now. "What's Daffney doing here?" Mickie asked, gesturing over toward the villainous woman. "Is she who you are talking about?"
"Yeah. Apparently the woman ambushed her and locked her in a closet. She got free and gave chase. We chased her out into the parking lot but she snuck back inside. We opened the door and the bitch rammed a production cart into us. That's whenever Daffney and I decided to split up and cover more ground. Anything you want to add Daffney?"
"Nah, you explained it well, Wattson. Daffney thinks we should narrow down the list of suspects before we search the locker rooms. We have to entertain all possibilities, not just my KitKat." I hate to admit that's she right. We have to play along and consider a slight chance that's one of our friends as well. The woman in the trench coat pulled a notepad and a pen.
"Obviously, it can't be any of us here. Thea is way too short and I suppose we can rule out people that don't have knowledge of the motorcycle woman."
"That would only pertain to Jess, Traci, Karen and Miss Jackie. I didn't see her myself but you would know if it was ODB in there. Candice isn't a part of the roster so obviously it's not her. I am still pointing my finger at Katarina but perhaps it's not the case. This seems way too obvious but that could be what she wants us to deduce on our own." Mickie stated ruling out some of the Knockouts, perhaps it's a good thing we didn't tell some of the others about this ordeal. It narrows down the list of suspects. Daffney nodded her head attentively and began to scribble something down on the notepad.
"That would exclude eight of us. The ones that we can't account for right now are the locker rooms that need to be searched first.. The list of suspects goes as follows: Tessie, Lisaboo, Ashley, Jamie, Lauren, Katarina, Christy, Sarah, and Valerie. I think it's safe to rule out Val too. She doesn't have a lot of information on the matter." I don't like playing this game at all, she wants us to doubt and potentially turn on each other. This could be exactly what the motorcycle woman wants. "I think for now, we should keep this between the three of us until we find some concrete evidence on the culprit. I think whoever this is, is wanting conflict between us."
"Tis the smartest thing to do. I agree. We have to work together in order to solve this mystery." The Zombie Hot woman agreed with my statement without hesitation which honestly surprised me. For some reason, I wanted to believe the raven haired woman would want to include Kat in this to prove her innocence or some bullshit like that. Is it possible that she is suspecting her supposed bestie? "I believe I wrote down everything we need."
"Right lemme see." The Virginia Native leaned over to take a quick peek at the notepad. She let out a small chuckle and shook her head from side to side. "I can't with you right now, Shannon."
"Aye, but it is an important clue."
I am curious about what's on the notepad so I leaned over to look at the information Daffney recorded from us. There were no words on the paper instead but a drawing. "You just drew a pair of boobs!"
"Daffney couldn't help it. Titties make the world go round. I have everything written down here, see." She flipped the page out in front that had the names of people unaccounted for as well as the series of events that unfold. I also couldn't disagree with her logic. "Let's start with the BP locker room." I wanted to protest about searching my locker room first but I was the one that encountered her second. They could have been heading this way to change. It's very unclear about what exactly their motive is at this point in time. Were they repeating our past actions and wanted to attack us? If so, why were they only aggressive toward Daffney of all people? It's like they didn't want to run into anyone else or at least me. I opened the door to our locker room and everything was spotless and remained how we left it. Daffney put the pipe in her mouth and scanned the area. "One of us should go check to see if they put the outfit in the wardrobe." That's a very valid point, didn't we do that at some point too? Jolene's area is always unlocked, it wouldn't have been hard for them to quickly change and put it back. Especially while we were split up and looking in separate locations.
"I will go. That's great thinking, Shannon." Mickie gave a small smile toward the pair of us and ran out the door. I think part of her is uncomfortable as I am about searching through my friends belongings.
Could it possibly be Angelina or Velvet? There were the first two that I met here at Impact with the exception of Daffney, I had my dark match against her. "Let's get this over with. Do you have any other information that might be usual?"
"The hussie had to be my height. That doesn't rule any of the suspects out though. It was all a blur. Although is it safe to exclude Mickie from this list? She wasn't there whenever this all happened. She's my soul sister, we have been friends since 03' in OVW but we have to cover all bases." The raven haired woman bit her lip while she started going through the drawers that had our ring attires in it.
"Yes. There's no way it could have been her. I had just left her at the arena where she was watching the men practice. In order for her to succeed with this, Mickie would have had to change, beat me back this way and attack you within a few minutes time. You were locked in the closet for a few minutes, right. There is a possibility I was talking to Mick whenever you got ambushed. She's amazing, no doubt but that is just impossible." I refuse to suspect the Virginia Native but I understand Daffney's point. The brunette is also the only other Knockout that we know is here with us right now. With the exception of Hemme, the redhead has loads of meetings to attend to here. She is part of the production team. I refuse to suspect my blood either. I don't want to suspect anyone but here I am going through my girls stuff with that possibility it could be them in mind. A helmet would be hard to hide. Last time, apparently Katarina framed Brooke for attacking Sarah. Even if we find it, we have to think there is a solid chance that they are getting framed in the process. Five minutes had passed and nothing yielded any results here. "Nothing's here."
"Seems that way. You were closest to the locker room whenever you asked Mickie to assist us. If it was them, they would have had hardly any time to hide it in her. We have to hope that whoever this is won't be as calculated as we were. Although I only attacked Angelina with the disguise, I suspect her deeply since I am the only one that was ambushed." That's right, Daffney has dawned the outfit only once and it was to attack Lauren. It was to establish our alibis at the curtain that night. Katarina was making sure we were cleared but the girls were already suspecting that Shannon might be involved somehow.
"It's not in the wardrobe. Anything here?" The Virginia Native returned as we closed the door to that locker room. We both shook our heads no and she only sighed. "Okay.. Let's check Lisa and Ashley's room next. That way we can rule out two suspects at once." Does Mickie think that it's possibly Lisa? I understand that it's her outfit but Lisa would never do something like this. Now if this scenario took place whenever I got here, I would think it's her one thousand percent. I refused to trust that she's changed and I know for a fact now that she has. We are friends after all. The Black Widow has been keeping a sharp eye on Katarina since the whole twitter thing unfolded. There is a chance that Kat could pull this off without being spotted. She's a genius after all.
Ten minutes had passed after searching through more belongings of my friends which yielded no results. The same happened with Sarah's room as well. It doesn't feel like we are getting anywhere. It's so annoying. The only ones that remain are Tessie, Christy and of course Katarina, our main suspect. "Mickie, I will let you search Brooke's stuff, Daffney and I will search Tryhard's stuff. We will meet together and go to Kat and Daffney's room."
"Oi, ya don't have to suspect me of tampering with evidence for Kitty Kat. She didn't do it. Why do you go search Kat's room and I will go to your cousins?" Hm, I am not surprised that Daffney understood my train of thought. I don't completely trust this lunatic, all I know is she can't be under the mask at the moment.
"Covering more space would be safer. Daisy if you want, I can take her room instead."
"No Mick, I got her stuff. I am not afraid as to what I could find." Part of me was lying through my teeth but I refuse to be afraid of her again. I have lost my way before because of that witch. I've fallen into the pit of despair and almost couldn't escape again. Fear is what she wants from me.
"Tis a shame we can't rule anyone out yet. Let's get closer to solving this mystery." Daffney shoved her notepad into her coat pocket. She bit onto the pipe before skipping down the hallway. Mickie and I exchanged a small glance between us and we split up. I am pretty sure Tessie can be ruled out as well, her assets would have been a bit more noticeable but who knows. A long sigh left me as I looked at the door to my destination. Without a second thought I grabbed the knob and opened the door. Cold. It felt frozen as my eyes scanned the empty room as my heart slowed down. Good, she's actually not around here.
It doesn't matter if Katarina was lurking around, I won't back down from her ever again. I have no reason to submit to her will. The room was dead silent as the seconds turned to minutes as I searched every drawer and cabinet in the place. There wasn't much in there, Katarina never leaves a lot of stuff behind, especially if it was important. The only place I could think of would be the closest however there was a suitcase on the floor that caught my eye. This must belong to Daffney. She isn't cleared as an accomplice, the outfit could be hiding in here and the helmet could be elsewhere. Katarina and her are most likely working together in this scheme. I can't trust either of them for a second. One of the first things that I grabbed was a pair of black framed glasses and a giant purple hoodie. Okay this is nothing important. The next thing was a wig with long, blonde hair. This seems very familiar. I feel like I met someone that had this exact same outfit. Wait a second.. At the mall with Angelina that day, her name was Morgan. So I see, this was one of Daffney's disguises and the hoodie was to cover all the tattoos. I bet she was the one to grab Ange's ass because I know I didn't. The blonde refused to believe me. "Nikki?" I heard a voice quietly whisper out as I snapped my head back to see my cousin peeking into the room. "What are you doing in Kat's room? You okay?"
"Yeah Chrissy. What are you doing here? Didn't you have some meetings to attend too?"
"We finished them a few minutes ago. I was going back to my locker room but then I saw this door open. I heard noises and decided to investigate to make sure the witchy bitch wasn't scheming something." That actually makes a lot of sense. Christy doesn't know every single thing about the ordeal but she knows more than the others. Ever since it was revealed that we are related, the redhead has been wanting to do whatever she can to help me out. I have her back and she has mine. It's safe to tell her what happened but the others need to be kept in the dark a bit longer..
"Smart move. She's scheming that's for sure. Not sure what but help me tear this locker room apart. There is something I am hunting for." The helmet obviously isn't going to be in this suitcase or I would have seen it but now. The redhead seemed to hesitate for a brief second before joining beside me on the floor.
"Katarina must be plotting something then. What are we searching for? This is Daffney's stuff, right? I have to assume that since some of this stuff doesn't seem very Katarina to me." She gestured over to a purple and black corset and a matching skirt.
"The motorcycle woman apparently ambushed Daffney, then ran into me. We chased her but she got away. We have a suspicion that she could be hiding somewhere in the building. That or she hid the outfit somewhere. Mickie, Daffney and I have been searching all the locker rooms. Last ones to check are this one, Shannon is in your room right now and Mickie is searching Tessie's."
"You're kidding, she's trying this bullshit again." Katarina is the only one I consider a main suspect but is that the case? I want to believe that she's scheming again but what if it actually isn't her? With a sigh, I nodded my head which got Tryhard to shrug her shoulders nonchalantly. "Shannon can search all she wants, I have nothing to hide. Although I think a few of my toys are in my bag. Oops." Christy let out a laugh as she continued to search through the outfits in the suitcase. I couldn't help but chuckle at that statement. Knowing the lunatic, she would probably swing it around like a sword. "Is there anywhere else that you haven't searched?"
"The closet. I wanted to cover all bases and make sure Daffney isn't trying to protect Kat like a bestie would."
"Judging by that statement, you're not trusting Shannon either. That's honestly best to keep on our toes with that one. She's as unpredictable as they come. For now, all we can do is pretend that we believe her until we figure out the truth." That's the same mindset that I have about the situation, Christy is smarter than people give her credit for. She has a heart of gold even if it's a little tainted by her constant lusting over any single person.
"Yeah. I am going to start searching the closet. You finish up here for me, Chrissy.." The redhead nodded her head and continued to dig out anything that she could find. I must admit that the atmosphere feels a lot brighter having my cousin here with me. She makes things better with her presence. I opened the closet door and started going toward the hangers to see if the outfit could be hanging here. Most of this seems like more ring attire and sure enough, the very last item didn't belong to them. "Hey Hemme, come here." I spoke as I reached over and grabbed the waistline, yeah this is leather but it's dark as hell in here. I heard footsteps behind as I pulled the hanger out into the light. There it was, the same outfit that I wore on several occasions and now someone else is pretending to be her. "It's here."
"Yeah, that's definitely Lisa's gear. I remember telling her on multiple occasions how great her ass looked in it." Okay that definitely sounds like a Hemme thing she would do. I feel so uncomfortable holding this thing. "If that's here then where's the helmet?"
"I don't have a good feeling about all this.." I mumbled while passing the outfit over to the ring announcer so I can continue my search. The helmet must be somewhere in this room as well if the bodysuit is here. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a small gleam of light reflecting off of something. I reached up to the shelf, it was tucked further in the back. It was the helmet. Shit. This is either too damn easy or this is a wild goose chase. "Found it."
"So Katarina is the culprit, wait.. That seems way too easy. Whoever it was made it way too easy for us to find. Unless this is some reverse psychology bullshit, I don't know. Nikki, what do you think?" Christy crossed her arms over her chest after setting the outfit onto the dresser. To be honest, I don't know what exactly to think. I want to believe that Katarina is the guilty party. This is something that she is capable of, she's the only monster lurking in these halls. Then again, she would know we would suspect her straight away. Could that be why she ambushed Daffney? To make us doubt and start to suspect our friends. It would certainly stir the pot and believe her innocence. Perhaps this was her plan all along, she didn't communicate with Shannon about it beforehand. However there is a small part of me that thinks otherwise, this is way too easy.
"I should text Mickie and have them both come here. Their opinions might be important. Of course, I am mainly talking about Mick. Shannon is most likely extremely biased so take hers with a grain of salt." I set the helmet over on the dresser and pulled my phone out of my pocket. 'Found it. Grab Daffney and meet me here.' The message is short and sweet but it got the point across. Now all we have to do is wait until they arrive. It's getting closer to showtime so we need to get this over with before the others arrive. The more people that know about this whole thing, the possibility of drama stirring. That's exactly what this motorcycle woman out of us. It was a couple minutes until I heard footsteps approaching. Miss 'Detective' was the first one to walk into the room with the Virginia Native. "What do you have to say about this, Sherlock?" I asked, pointing to the helmet.
"My my, tis an interestin' development. KitKat could be the suspect we are hunting after all." She pulled out her notepad and pen once again. The lunatic scribbled something down and put it away. Her eyes glanced over to Christy for a second and bit down on her pipe. "Is it really that easy though?"
"I am not so sure about that. Katarina would be smart enough to do this so we don't think it's her. I think it's some reverse psychology," Mickie knows Katarina a good bit from their days in WWE together. She had joined the roster not long after I departed from the company. She also arrived in OVW after I went to WWE too. I always wonder if this monster was deep inside her the entire time. The facade fooled everyone hard and it was so easy for her.
"That's exactly what I had said to Nikki earlier." The Virginia Native gave the redhead a small nod and continued to look at the helmet.
"Aye, that is something Kitty Kat could do. This doesn't confirm anything yet sadly, all we know now is the location of the outfit. We haven't narrowed down anyone." Daffney stated the obvious while popping the pipe back into her mouth. She is always so devoted to her characters, I wonder how many personas she has under her arsenal. I guess that's one benefit Katarina has for keeping her around. She's a master of disguise. "Firecrotch, do you know anything that could assist? Ya popped out of nowhere, it seems suspicious."
"Woah woah, she's my family. You aren't s-"
"No Daisy, it's cool. She has a right to suspect me. I have been in the meetings with the production team and they ended a little bit ago. Anyone can vouch that I was there. I was walking back to my locker room and I saw this room open. I heard noises and decided to peek in, that's whenever I saw Daisy rummaging toward things. She told me what happened and I started helping her search."
"Plus I saw her bike while we were chasing that bitch in the parking lot, it makes sense that she would be here. Also her route makes sense too, she would have to pass this locker room before she got to hers." Daffney scribbled something in her notepad once again before humming in content. The raven haired woman is such a mystery to me, I wonder what's going through that wicked head of hers. Is she and Katarina actually innocent? Is this some sick game to the both of them?
"I think it's safe to rule out Hemme, Shan. That leaves us with seven."
"Aye suppose so. So Firecrotch, have you seen anyone else here besides us? There is a high chance that they would be who we are searching for." I know for a fact that if Tryhard had seen Katarina beforehand, she would have mentioned it by now. But if she did see anyone, if it's one of the other seven… there's a chance that it's them.
"No. You girls are the only Knockouts I have seen. I dropped my stuff off in my room and went to the meeting." Part of me was relieved to hear that, there is a chance that it's Katarina pulling the strings. It's frustrating besides finding the stuff, we have no leads to go off of. "Mind telling me, who's left to investigate?"
"The only ones that are unaccounted for right now are.. Katarina, Lisa, Ashley, Jamie, Sarah, Lauren and Tessie." Mickie tapped her fingers on her chin before continuing to speak, "There are no defined features to go off of. The height is around the same range with Lisa and Katarina being the closest to Daisy's height. The others range between mine and Daffney's height."
"Did anyone get a good look at her ass? I mean some are definitely curvy in that department." Of course our neighborhood pervert has to say something like that but wait, that's actually not a bad thing. Some figures would definitely stand out in an outfit like that, it's pretty much skin tight.
"Are you referring to Tessie and Vel?"
"Don't forget Lisa, I mean this outfit was made specifically for her." The other brunette pointed out a possible important fact. Tara is about my height and weight, so if someone else way smaller wore it. It might look different but it's a shame I didn't focus on that at the time.
"Oi this could be a problem. It makes me excited to solve this mystery now. This is a fun game for Daffney." She seemed to deem this as some kind of game but this definitely isn't. If it is anything like the last time, everyone is in danger including her.
"This isn't a game, Shannon. Let's entertain the option that it actually isn't Katarina. Let's hypothetically say that she is cleared. Your best friend could be in danger too, especially if events repeat like last time. A lot of people were hurt, even friends by my own hands. This isn't a time to joke. You know the severity of this, like we do." The raven haired woman's expression changed completely within a second, that playful smile was replaced with a scowl. Daffney knows that it's an option that people could be hurt. She was ambushed but not injured, who's to say that won't happen the next time.
"She's right, Shan. We need to continue to investigate this further in secret. Just the four of us, until we can clear our friends. There is no telling who we can trust anymore. I don't want to think that way.. They are all my friends..but right now, the only ones truly cleared are the four of us here. But there is something deep down that's telling me, it's not Katarina. This has been way too easy." Mickie spoke in a sadden tone while placing a hand on the gothic woman's shoulder. The brunette seems to have known Daffney longer than any of us here, she seems to believe her words. I can't trust her completely until I am certain she's not a part of this scheme. The only ones I can trust are Mickie and Christy. Why does it have to come down to this? Is it really right to not trust my friends after everything? It has to be Katarina, she's the mastermind behind all of this. Right? It's like if I confronted Kat about this she would confess. That's not her style, she'd love to gloat but she hasn't succeeded in anything.. yet. Mickie is right about one thing though, this seems way too convenient for us. It's too easy.
No One's POV
During the show..
Everything was going to plan with the show, the Knockouts were the third match on the card. It was a six woman tag match, the team of Mickie James, Miss Tessmacher and Tara were going against the heel team of Winter, Madison Rayne and Sarita. That meant the heels had multiple assets lingering on the outside which included Rosita, Daffney and the Queen of the Mountain was making her presence known. She's been hellbent on 'reviving' the division although she was doing the exact opposite with her methods. Karen's ego only wanted the Knockouts to be her own twisted vision of whatever she pleases. The female Jarrett also had ODB and Miss Jackie at her disposal which left the other Knockouts outnumbered greatly. It was three against an onslaught of seven. Every competitor that was in the match was down with the exception of the two legal competitors in the ring. They were Mickie James and Winter. Daffney and Rosita lingered outside, the lather was checking on her tag team partner. The gothic woman twirled her umbrella which got a small pop from the crowd beside her. "1...2…-" The crowd roared happily as the Virginia Native had kicked out which infuriated Katarina greatly. No matter what she had tried, this annoyance wouldn't stay down.
She held her hand out and waited for her prey to stagger to her feet. Mickie did just that only to be met with a kick to the gut. Winter smirked and decided to continue the offense. She went to irish whip Mickie against the rope only for it to be reversed. She let out a grunt as a boot swiftly connected to her gut and her head got tucked underneath Mickie's arm. The brunette let out a war cry and delivered her finishing Mick-DT which knocked her opponent out cold. Mickie went for the cover, not knowing that someone was coming to interfere. That person being her ally Daffney, that was the plan anyways. The gothic woman went to grab Winter's leg and was blindsided and smack down to the concrete. "1...2….3!"
Unaware what had just happened, Miss Hardcore Country slithered out of the ring upon seeing Madison Rayne and Sarita coming in. The Virginia Native's eyes looked over to see both Velvet and Angelina over at ringside. Karen was screaming, oozing with anger that her lackeys couldn't accomplish such a simple task. Velvet inched closer to the female Jarrett and she immediately clapped her hands mockingly followed by a snap of her fingers. That's whenever chaos started to break out, ODB and Miss Jackie ambushed the blondes. It seems that Karen had predicted something like this would happen. Mickie was quick to make an attempt to assist the members of the Beautiful People only to be whacked on the back with an umbrella. Daffney grinned as Katarina staggered out of the ring and grabbed the brunette by her long locks. Tara was busy protecting her new partner from the current reigning tag champs. "This is utter chaos right now in the Impact Zone."
"Of course because Velvet tried to lay her hands on the Queen of the Mountain. I see this as well deserved for the Beautiful People." Tazz decided to provide his input, sucking up even more to the female Jarrett. A song started to play which belonged to the Beautiful People and Karen instantly looked to the stage, her scowl was even more prominent than before. "Oh great now, the champion is coming out here."
The song played by Daisy never appeared on the stage which confused some of the heel Knockouts that were standing tall. ODB and Jackie inched themselves closer toward the ramp, only for the Beer Goddess to be hit on the side of the face with the title belt. It wasn't clear what was going on until the last member of the Beautiful People hopped the barricade only to grin at the female Jarrett. "She blended in with the crowd!" The woman from Texas was astonished that her partner was ambushed so easily, her attention shifted to the Knockout's Champion. That was her downfall as Angelina managed to push her into the barricade and she crashed to the floor. Daisy was quick to check on her teammates and managed to protect Mickie from further attacks from Katarina and Daffney. The Beautiful People and Mickie backed up toward the ramp while Karen grabbed a microphone. Velvet and Angelina were quick to go assist Tara and Tessmacher with the duo that's been giving them hell for a while. That left Mickie to remain by Daisy's side, giving her a small nod and a smile.
"You!"
Daisy mockingly looked around, even spinning around behind her before pointing to herself. "What little old me?"
"Yes you, you bitch! How dare you continue to interfere with Immortal's plan!" It was clear that the Champion had gotten under her skin with very little effort. It wasn't hard, Daisy has been a thorn in her side for months now. The brunette couldn't help but roll her eyes at the Queen of the Mountain's childish name calling.
"You see.. I wasn't going to sit back and let your little plan come to light. You wanted to take out Mickie so one of your idiots could replace her for my title. Not in my division, sweetie." Mickie shot a quick glance over toward her future opponent. It seems she was clueless about what all of this chaos was about. If it wasn't for the Beautiful People, she would have potentially outnumbered four versus one. Karen was silent for once, she gritted her teeth hard. Daisy couldn't help but chuckle noticing this. "It seems I really struck a nerve this time. I got you to shut up for once. It's something you should practice more often."
Both of the blondes managed to lay out Sarita and Rosita, they were working on assisting Tara and Miss Tessmacher to their feet. Now it was a pretty even playing field and that didn't sit well with the Queen of the Mountain. "You think this little mishap is going to stop me. This division will be built in my vision. That will happen once we get that belt away from a hussie like you. The Beautiful People will be demolished and disbanded by my hands."
"We all reject that vision. None of us will ever settle for that. Sorry but I am really not." The Champion decided to anger Karen further by blowing her a small kiss. Daisy's eyes scanned the ring to see the other four faces coming over toward the ramp. "You are nothing but a coward. You sent these little idiots after us week after week and they can't finish the job. You've been a thorn in our side for far too long. It's a shame that Chyna didn't snap that ankle whenever she had the chance. I would have.."
That was the final straw, "What are you ladies doing? Get them!" She barked furiously into the microphone before throwing it onto the floor below. Katarina let out a sigh and started walking herself toward the face Knockouts with Daffney in tow. Madison followed suit since she's been Karen's lapdog since she will align with whoever to get what she desires. Sarita and Rosita as well as ODB and Miss Jackie decided to join the other heels. They wanted revenge on that foolish attack from their enemies.
"Oh you all are so eager to get your butts kicked. I see.." The Champion didn't get to finish her statement before her allies quickly started brawling with the others before her eyes. Daisy couldn't help but smirk, her attention drifted to the female Jarrett. "You see Karen, I am all about second chances and so are the higher ups."
"What is that suppose to me-" A song cut the female Jarrett off which got a loud pop from the crowd. A song that haunted Karen probably for weeks after a match that she participated in at Sacrifice. The titantron was only showing a circle at first until the first letter showed itself; that's when the harsh reality set in for Karen. A sour angry look instantly diminished and replaced with one of fear, her cheeks that were rosy were now pale in color. 'The way she walks... The way she talks, she's got the looks that will shock..' Those malicious orbs stayed glued to the stage as the music continued. Daisy smirked and slowly made her way around all the Knockouts that were duking it out. The look on Karen's face right now was priceless to her, she didn't want to miss a second of this. The name Chyna displayed on the screen but the 9th Wonder of the World never showed herself. Karen breathed a sigh of relief as the music quietly died down as the crowd started to boo. "You.. You! How dare you play such a dirty trick on me! I should have known that you were bluffing."
"You're right. You got me. I couldn't resist seeing the look on your face, Karen." The confident Champion placed a hand on her hip as she slowly strutted her way around to the side the female Jarrett was at. Her eyes were staring through her as a smirk printed across her face. "Is that what you were expecting me to say? I am not one to lie, Ms. Jarrett. As the classy Champion that I am, I wouldn't do such a thing. But now, you are all alone.. How does it feel being cornered like this? Doesn't feel good does it? You see, this is how you make us feel every week your delusional head thinks you hold some sort of power over us. Now I can finally have you to myself..I am sure that everyone here has dreamt of this moment for a while."
"No! Stay away from me! Don't you dare lay a finger on me." Karen tucked her tail between her legs and started back away from the approaching Knockout. The crowd erupted with cheers however it wasn't because of what the Queen of the Mountain had initially thought. Daisy stopped a couple feet in front of Karen, who continued to back up toward the barricade. At that moment another person climbed quietly over the barricade and stalked the brunette like prey. "That's right, you know I hold your job hostage.. You won't touch me."
"I never say that I would.." Karen backed up further away from the member of the Beautiful People, only to bump in whoever was behind her. That eerie sounding tone didn't settle right deep within her core. "..but I can't guarantee that she won't." A lump formed in the taller brunette's throat as she slowly turned away to see who was behind her. All color disappeared from her face whenever her fears were realized. It was the Ninth Wonder of the World herself, Chyna. The woman looked different to Karen, her muscles were bigger than last time. A hand firmly gripped the female Jarret's throat and without much effort, Chyna tossed her a good several feet into the ground. "You see Karen, I decided to have a much needed conversation with the Network Representative.." A shiver went down her spine as she could only glare at the woman she despised and the monster beside her. Her hand was covering her throat as she coughed a few times. Chyna crossed her arms over her chest before giving Daisy a quick nod of her head. "With some persuading, I was able to bring Chyna back to the Impact Zone for something special. Not only will she compete in this division now, she'll play a special role as an enforcer. I am not dumb, you'll slither your way into mine and Mickie's title match. You will dirty your hands however you want to get your way. That's not happening anymore because Chyna here is going to be the special outside enforcer for that match. She will do whatever it takes to make sure that match is fair. But do try to interfere Karen, I insist. Nothing will satisfy me more than watching Chyna break you in half."
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