"Against?"
"Chyna." Then, he left.
"Dammnit Jay!" I yelled.
He just sat there. I got dressed and walked down the
hall way. I saw Chyna there, just as upset as I was.
We were close, very close. And, fighting each other
was something we didn't want to do.
"I'm guessing you heard then." I said to her.
"Yup." She replied.
"No hard feelings, no matter who wins."
"Right." She said.
My music started. I was the Intercont Champ. Something
Chyna was. So, if I was good enough to hold that belt,
I could win. It wasn't your average chick fight. We
were like two guys in the ring. I picked up the win.
Vince was pissed.
"You're going against Angel." He told me.
"When?" I asked.
"RAW." He answered. "You're belt is in the line."
Then he left. I didn't have time to say anything back.
I saw Angel come around the corner. He smiled his
smile and laughed as he walked by. I tensed up and was
ready to attack him, when Mark came around.
"Save it for the ring tiger." He told me.
"God, this is so unfair." I cried.
"Yes, in the interest of fairness my ass." He said. He
put his arm around me and walked me to the locer room.

"What's with you?" Damein asked.
"Vince told me on RAW I was going to fight Angel and
my belt is on the line." I told them all. Jeff stood
up.
"He can't make matches with out me being there."
Damien said.
"Damien, he owns the whole Goddamn federartion. He can
do whatever he wants!" I yelled.
RAW came by to quick. I found myself in the ring and
Angel was coming down the ramp. I jummped around. He
came in and the match started. I was doing fine until
one boot to the face, and the ankel lock was on. I
screamed.
"Hey better not shatter her ankel." Jeff said. He was
getting pissed.
"Just, calm down." Matt told him.
I tried to go for the ropes, but I couldn't. Angel
dragged me back. I had to do the only thing I could,
even though I didn't want to. I tapped out. He didn't
let go until the ref said if he didn't I'd win. So, he
did. I was beltless. Vince was happy.
"Well, well." He said to me. "You lost."
"That wasn't a fair match."
"I am in the interest of fairness young lady. That was
fair." I punched him in the face. "That is it young
lady! You are going against Austin for the WWF title
on Smackdown!"
Now, why we he do that? First off, what kind of cash
could he make on that match? A lot. Secondly, he knew
I couldn't win. He knew I had no shot. He was holding
the greatest title just out of my reach. He did it to
drive me crazy. Knowing I couldn't win made the match
even harder. It was the smartest thing he could have
done.
"I can't believe he did that." Jeff said.
"Why did you punch him?" Damien asked me.
"He had it coming!"
I sighed. The next day, we tapped Smackdown. Damien
was pumpped because Molly Holly was walking out with
him in his match against Blackman. Ah, yes, the old
rivalry. Got to love it. I was in my locker room
shaking like crazy.
"You need to calm down." Jeff told me. I threw myself
at him. "Des, it's ok."
"I'm going to die tonight. You know that right."
"What makes you say that?" He asked.
"Vince just turned this match into no rules." His grip
on me grew tighter. "I'm going to lay down."
"Don't! You're not a quitter."
"Does this look like a good match to you?" I cried.
He convinced me to try my best. And, I did. Once the
match started Austin dominated. Taking everything he
could find and beating me with it. I closed lined him
and started my fit of rage on him. I took my
agressions I had with Vince out of him. This match
went on forever. We were bleeding and still not giving
up. We were both on the floor out cold. I managed to
crawl across him and pick up the win. Jeff came flying
out into the ring with me.
"You won!" He cried. Oh, boy would Vince be pissed.
I started to cry, hysterically. This was so huge. I
took the title and fell to the floor, crying. Everyone
backstage was happy for me.
"I knew you could!" Damien told me. He held up his
belt too.