The pain inside me was unreal. I felt responsible, of course. Mark was in deep shit. Sean wasn't getting any push. Destiny quit. Test was pushed below mid-card. I had to do something. Then I remembered the Rock's plan. I quickly found the others.
No music. But Mark, Glen, Sean, Andrew, Matt, Jeff, Jay, Adam, Justin, Duane, Paul, Joanie, and Molly all came to the ring. Then my music hit and I walked to the ring. My popularity level shot up 20 levels, and that was before I made things right. I got in the ring and looked at the men at rignside. They all had their game faces on. I grabbed a mic and raised it to my mouth. "As you all obviously know, Vince is a pain in the ass and is only getting worse. Vince before I start, get your sorry ass out here." He trudged out and stood on the ramp. I could see the small hint of limp from Mark's attack. I raised the mic again. "Vince look around the ring," I motioned to the wrestlers, "These are the best superstars in the business. With that in mind, Vince, I want things right. First of all, Destiny is back and is treated as fairly as The Rock or Triple H himself." The crowd was surprised. "Now I know you all hate Destiny at the moment, but think, she has done nothing to upset you. If anyone's a disgrace, it's Vince. Chyna here knows what it's like to be treated unfairly as a woman. But please, I'm asking everyone, give Destiny a chance. Now if she is not treated right, all these superstars you see, Undertaker, Kane, X-Pac, Test, Matt, Jeff, Christian, Edge, Justin Credible, Rock, Triple H, Chyna, and the beautiful Molly Holly, will quit the business. And your XFL isn't in good shape so Vince you'd crash down. It's your choice. Same with the fans. Give her a chance." The crowd was silent, then one man, bless his soul, stood up and started chanting 'Des-tin-ee!' and soon the entire crowd was chanting along. I saw Mark leave through the crowd. Vince raised his own mic. "Ok, fine. It's a deal. And the new commioner has some words." He came out. "Damien, you will fight all 3 Radicalz tonight." After more mouth running, everyone was in the back. I still didn't know where Mark was.
I was suiting up for my match. I was getting ready to head for the ring, when a man in a mask attacked me with a pipe. I could taste my own blood in my mouth. I heard him fumbling with something and he dropped a voice distorter. He then gave up. He whispered to me. "Molly will be mine." And he took off. The odd thing was, it didn't sound like Raven.
I limped to the ring. I was easily beat after the attack. Benoit eventually scared them off. As I was staggering up, Jeff came out and helped me back. Jeff. As in Jeff Hardy. Maybe the Vince thing was a plot to help us all become a stronger pact.
(Notes: I am reading Chyna's autobiography and loving it! I definently recomend it!!)
No music. But Mark, Glen, Sean, Andrew, Matt, Jeff, Jay, Adam, Justin, Duane, Paul, Joanie, and Molly all came to the ring. Then my music hit and I walked to the ring. My popularity level shot up 20 levels, and that was before I made things right. I got in the ring and looked at the men at rignside. They all had their game faces on. I grabbed a mic and raised it to my mouth. "As you all obviously know, Vince is a pain in the ass and is only getting worse. Vince before I start, get your sorry ass out here." He trudged out and stood on the ramp. I could see the small hint of limp from Mark's attack. I raised the mic again. "Vince look around the ring," I motioned to the wrestlers, "These are the best superstars in the business. With that in mind, Vince, I want things right. First of all, Destiny is back and is treated as fairly as The Rock or Triple H himself." The crowd was surprised. "Now I know you all hate Destiny at the moment, but think, she has done nothing to upset you. If anyone's a disgrace, it's Vince. Chyna here knows what it's like to be treated unfairly as a woman. But please, I'm asking everyone, give Destiny a chance. Now if she is not treated right, all these superstars you see, Undertaker, Kane, X-Pac, Test, Matt, Jeff, Christian, Edge, Justin Credible, Rock, Triple H, Chyna, and the beautiful Molly Holly, will quit the business. And your XFL isn't in good shape so Vince you'd crash down. It's your choice. Same with the fans. Give her a chance." The crowd was silent, then one man, bless his soul, stood up and started chanting 'Des-tin-ee!' and soon the entire crowd was chanting along. I saw Mark leave through the crowd. Vince raised his own mic. "Ok, fine. It's a deal. And the new commioner has some words." He came out. "Damien, you will fight all 3 Radicalz tonight." After more mouth running, everyone was in the back. I still didn't know where Mark was.
I was suiting up for my match. I was getting ready to head for the ring, when a man in a mask attacked me with a pipe. I could taste my own blood in my mouth. I heard him fumbling with something and he dropped a voice distorter. He then gave up. He whispered to me. "Molly will be mine." And he took off. The odd thing was, it didn't sound like Raven.
I limped to the ring. I was easily beat after the attack. Benoit eventually scared them off. As I was staggering up, Jeff came out and helped me back. Jeff. As in Jeff Hardy. Maybe the Vince thing was a plot to help us all become a stronger pact.
(Notes: I am reading Chyna's autobiography and loving it! I definently recomend it!!)