I was crying, holding onto the WWF title. In one night
I found out that one, Austin took the fall, and two
everyone hated the fact that I owned it. Now, Viscera?
I had enough. Enough of all this. I went to Vince.
"Look, I know what's going on. With Austin, and how me
holding this means shit to everyone but me. So, you
know what. Fuck it, give it to Viscera. I quit." I
threw the WWF Belt onto Vince's table and left. He
smiled.
I had just given up the most important thing ever to
me. But, it didn't mean anything knowing I didn't earn
it. That it was all just a plot. I didn't tell anyone
about my idea.
"You're expecting Destiny vs Viscera tonight for the
WWF Title." Vince said. "That match won't happen."
"Thank God." Jeff said backstage. "Wait, where is
she?"
"I'm sure she's around man." Adam said.
"Damien, do you know what's going on?" Jeff asked him.
"Not a clue." Damien answered. Vince held up the WWF
Title.
"What's he doing with that?" Matt asked.
"The reason why that match won't happen is because
your WWF Champion just quit." He said. The crowd
cheered, some didn't.
"Quit?" Jeff asked. "Quit?!"
"Damien, please tell me this is some sort of plot."
Adam said.
"I wish I could. I don't know what's going on." He
replied. "I have to get out there."
"Jeff, I'm sure it's ok." Matt told him.
Damien made his way to the ring. He took the WWF Title
from Vince.
"Quit?" He asked.
"Yes, she went to my room and quit. You want to see
the tape?" Vince played it. "That was your WWF Champ.
Now, we've seen the magazine covers and all that." As
he was saying that, the magazines were shown on the
big screen.
"Vince, did it ever dawn on you that she was the first
female ever to own it?"
"Yes, well now she doesn't. Right here, in this very
right The Rock will go against Stone Cold Steve Austin
for this very belt." Vince said. "And, if you change
that, you're fired!"
Damien stood there and watched. There wasn't anything
he could do. He could be fired if he did anything. So,
he walked back to the locker room.
"Damnit!" Damien yelled.
Jeff put his fist through a wall. "I knew that man
would drive someone too far!"
"I told Austin to lay down." Damien spilt."
"Damien." Adam said.
"I did it because I knew she wanted it. And, look it's
Austin. If I knew it would have turned this way I-"
"Save it." Jeff said. He sighed. "I have to find her."
"You may want to check Mark's room." Damien said.
"Thanks."
I was there. Talking with him. He was pissed about
this title thing too.
"Even if he did lay down, the match was intense." Mark
told me. "You deserved it."
"I can't take this." I cried. I was laying in his lap,
crying.
"It's ok, hun." He said. He stroked my hair. "I'm
going to take care of this, The American Bad Ass way."
"No, Mark, don't. I don't want to drag you into my
problems." I said.
"Don't worry. This is my reason to kill Vince."
I cried harder. There was a knock at Mark's door and
Jeff came in. I ran to him, by thta time I was
hysterical crying.
"Everyone hates me. The fans, the critics. I had to
quit."
"Destiny, we're going to fix it. Give you the belt you
deserve. The Woman's Title." He told me.
"I quit. Vince doesn't want me around. He's happy I'm
gone!"
Jeff looked at Mark and Mark got up. Jeff didn't know
what he was going to do. He went right to Vince's room
and beat the shit out of him. Damien heard that and
had to pull Mark off him.
"You've done enought." Damien told him.
The Rock won the title. He was upset about my lose,
and about me quitting. After his match, he had a few
words with the crowd.
"Now, I hold this title, one I've had many times over.
I've beaten Austin, Tripe H, Angel, the list goes on
to get it. But, as I hold it, I don't feel worthy." He
paused. "As you saw, Destiny had just quit. She quit
because of this title." He held the title up. The
crowd cheered for him, booed for me. "Now, I never
thought that this was something to lose a job over but
in her case it was. Magazines, critics, you guys that
she didn't deserve this. That this was a man's title.
That women don't own things like this. Well, she's one
hell of a woman. Maybe you've forgotten how good she
really is. You all did, Vince did, hell I didn't know
the strength she had. And yes, Austin did lay down as
you just heard. But, you all saw the match, it was one
hell of a match. Now, I hold in my hands the World
Wresteling Federation Title. I want to give it to it's
rightfull owner. Destiny, get out here."
I did. I walked down to boos. I had tears in my eyes
and I got into the ring. The Rock handed me the belt.
But, I couldn't take it, I pushed it back to him and
took his mic.
"I can't take that from you." I said, the tears
flowing. "I don't deserve it."
I walked back to the ropes and slid out. People
cheered as I left, knowing I wouldn't be back. I
looked at everyone, shocked I turned that down. I went
back to my locker room and cried.
I found out that one, Austin took the fall, and two
everyone hated the fact that I owned it. Now, Viscera?
I had enough. Enough of all this. I went to Vince.
"Look, I know what's going on. With Austin, and how me
holding this means shit to everyone but me. So, you
know what. Fuck it, give it to Viscera. I quit." I
threw the WWF Belt onto Vince's table and left. He
smiled.
I had just given up the most important thing ever to
me. But, it didn't mean anything knowing I didn't earn
it. That it was all just a plot. I didn't tell anyone
about my idea.
"You're expecting Destiny vs Viscera tonight for the
WWF Title." Vince said. "That match won't happen."
"Thank God." Jeff said backstage. "Wait, where is
she?"
"I'm sure she's around man." Adam said.
"Damien, do you know what's going on?" Jeff asked him.
"Not a clue." Damien answered. Vince held up the WWF
Title.
"What's he doing with that?" Matt asked.
"The reason why that match won't happen is because
your WWF Champion just quit." He said. The crowd
cheered, some didn't.
"Quit?" Jeff asked. "Quit?!"
"Damien, please tell me this is some sort of plot."
Adam said.
"I wish I could. I don't know what's going on." He
replied. "I have to get out there."
"Jeff, I'm sure it's ok." Matt told him.
Damien made his way to the ring. He took the WWF Title
from Vince.
"Quit?" He asked.
"Yes, she went to my room and quit. You want to see
the tape?" Vince played it. "That was your WWF Champ.
Now, we've seen the magazine covers and all that." As
he was saying that, the magazines were shown on the
big screen.
"Vince, did it ever dawn on you that she was the first
female ever to own it?"
"Yes, well now she doesn't. Right here, in this very
right The Rock will go against Stone Cold Steve Austin
for this very belt." Vince said. "And, if you change
that, you're fired!"
Damien stood there and watched. There wasn't anything
he could do. He could be fired if he did anything. So,
he walked back to the locker room.
"Damnit!" Damien yelled.
Jeff put his fist through a wall. "I knew that man
would drive someone too far!"
"I told Austin to lay down." Damien spilt."
"Damien." Adam said.
"I did it because I knew she wanted it. And, look it's
Austin. If I knew it would have turned this way I-"
"Save it." Jeff said. He sighed. "I have to find her."
"You may want to check Mark's room." Damien said.
"Thanks."
I was there. Talking with him. He was pissed about
this title thing too.
"Even if he did lay down, the match was intense." Mark
told me. "You deserved it."
"I can't take this." I cried. I was laying in his lap,
crying.
"It's ok, hun." He said. He stroked my hair. "I'm
going to take care of this, The American Bad Ass way."
"No, Mark, don't. I don't want to drag you into my
problems." I said.
"Don't worry. This is my reason to kill Vince."
I cried harder. There was a knock at Mark's door and
Jeff came in. I ran to him, by thta time I was
hysterical crying.
"Everyone hates me. The fans, the critics. I had to
quit."
"Destiny, we're going to fix it. Give you the belt you
deserve. The Woman's Title." He told me.
"I quit. Vince doesn't want me around. He's happy I'm
gone!"
Jeff looked at Mark and Mark got up. Jeff didn't know
what he was going to do. He went right to Vince's room
and beat the shit out of him. Damien heard that and
had to pull Mark off him.
"You've done enought." Damien told him.
The Rock won the title. He was upset about my lose,
and about me quitting. After his match, he had a few
words with the crowd.
"Now, I hold this title, one I've had many times over.
I've beaten Austin, Tripe H, Angel, the list goes on
to get it. But, as I hold it, I don't feel worthy." He
paused. "As you saw, Destiny had just quit. She quit
because of this title." He held the title up. The
crowd cheered for him, booed for me. "Now, I never
thought that this was something to lose a job over but
in her case it was. Magazines, critics, you guys that
she didn't deserve this. That this was a man's title.
That women don't own things like this. Well, she's one
hell of a woman. Maybe you've forgotten how good she
really is. You all did, Vince did, hell I didn't know
the strength she had. And yes, Austin did lay down as
you just heard. But, you all saw the match, it was one
hell of a match. Now, I hold in my hands the World
Wresteling Federation Title. I want to give it to it's
rightfull owner. Destiny, get out here."
I did. I walked down to boos. I had tears in my eyes
and I got into the ring. The Rock handed me the belt.
But, I couldn't take it, I pushed it back to him and
took his mic.
"I can't take that from you." I said, the tears
flowing. "I don't deserve it."
I walked back to the ropes and slid out. People
cheered as I left, knowing I wouldn't be back. I
looked at everyone, shocked I turned that down. I went
back to my locker room and cried.