"Sister Circle Part Two"
Whoever said blood was thicker than water, obviously never met Gail Thomas and Mara Martinez…
PASSION-
WAR-
SOUL SEARCHING-
Just another day in the life of the Sister Circle.
"I go with the blue, sorry." Stacy said, picking out an outfit of mine. "Aw, Stace! But blue is so Nora!" Nora shot around. "Excuse me?" She said. I giggled. "Nothing against you, girlfriend, blue is too innocent for me… Hmm… I like the silver." Stacy rolled her eyes. "Mara- lay off the damn metal colors!"
I stuck my tongue out at her. "Fine, the blue it is." I pulled the shirt and pants off of the hanger. "I don't know…" I decided, changing my mind once again. Kurt entered the room. "We guys are lucky; we don't have to pick shirts out!" I sighed. "Great- another country heard from. Arrogantsville." I pinched Kurt's cheek.
"Oh, yeah! It's true! It's true!"
"Kurt, baby, can't you help me pick out an outfit?"
"Hmm… I like the silver. It'll bring out your skin color."
"See, Stacy?"
"Ah, hell, pick out whichever one you want."
"YAY!"
I took the silver, glittery shirt and skirt out of the closet. I held it up against me just to get an image of how I would look. "Great." I slipped it on, admiring myself. "God, you love yourself, don't you?" Kurt asked. I gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Shut up or I am going to make you TAP!" I joked. He smiled. "Come on, I believe that's our cue."
"Our cue" was Gail's rambling. She challenged me to a war. Not only a scripted war, a personal war. I gladly accepted both challenges. I usually step out to the Sister Circle theme, as Gail now used Chris's song, but on this particular occasion, I stepped out to "Medal."
I noticed Gail's distaste and dislike as I stepped out. I know she hated silver, anything silver. She snickered to Chris as Kurt was thrown a Mic. "Look, Y2J, and Gail, I don't like when people talk about me behind my back. I don't like it, I don't respect it, and I don't encourage it. I know I should ignore ignorant people like yourself, but when you don't shut up about the people I care about, I just have to take action."
Chris raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?" He asked. Kurt handed me the Mic. "Yes, Ayatollah, it is. You and your bitch want to ramble and babble about other people. Have you two morons looked in the mirror lately?" I was censored out on 'bitch' because we were on UPN's Smack!Down. Gail then took the Mic. "Look, Mara, I don't know what you're thinking, but this little war we have? I am winning. I got better powers on my side."
Kurt snorted. "Nothing is better than our Olympic Hero." By this time, I ran from Kurt and slid into the ring. I went on the top turnbuckle so fast, you could have missed me, and I dropkicked Chris. Now Gail was all alone. It was two against one. I let my skills in the ring shine. I punched Gail in the face, and I did an elbow twist on her. Then without warning, I kicked in her the stomach, and brought her neck down. She flopped back onto the mat.
"WHAT? She Stone Cold Stunnered Gail! Mara doesn't even know the Rattlesnake! She used his own move! She dropkicked Chris! What the hell is wrong with her?" Michael Cole asked.
Tazz sighed. "Get with it, Michael. I'd do that too if I had a sister like Gail."
Michael was in shock. "Why? Gail is a very distinguished woman. Why can't Mara show her some respect?"
"Shut up, Michael." Tazz said, rubbing his head.
Chris slowly got back up, massaging every part of his aching body. Kurt and I were already making our way up the ramp. Chris pointed to Gail and screamed at us. I gave him the finger, which was blocked out, and Kurt smiled wickedly. Who was winning now?
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"Awesome! Truly awesome." Adam Copeland smiled when he saw me. "I always wanted to do that to that little barfette Gail." I rolled my eyes. "Adam, the cameras aren't rolling now. Speak English." I pleaded. Jay laughed. "On behalf of my wacky friend here, he says great job." I nodded. "I see."
Kurt and I walked off, giggling to ourselves. "What the hell?" I suddenly heard. I was broken out of my reverie, and saw Steve Williams standing in front of me. "Why the fuck did you stunner her? That wasn't in the script!" He then smiled. "That was a great Stunner. Couldn't have done it better myself."
Kurt smiled. "Of course she did it well. She's Mara Martinez." He leaned in to kiss me, and I smiled. "Aw, crap, let me go before things get to out of hand." Steve nodded and left. Neither of us saw him go. When Kurt broke the kiss, he said, "You know what? Go start the car, and let me go get our things." I noticed his little eyebrow movement.
"I second that suggestion." I pinched his cheek, much to his dislike. As he handed me the keys, I jiggled them in my hands. My heels clicked and clacked as I made my way into the parking lot. It was creepy, the owls hooted and the moon wasn't out. An ugly insect hopped from one bush to the other. Leaves blew around me. I shivered as I made my way to Kurt's silver Sudan.
I had no idea that Gail and Chris were behind me. I felt a sharp pain hit across my back and neck. Before I fell to the ground, I saw that Chris had a steel chair. I hit the ground, and Gail smacked a trashcan over my head. My skull made a dent in it. I was in unimaginable pain, and I kept my eyes shut tight. Chris kicked me in my side, and Gail stepped on my feet and hands. "Kurt…" I moaned, barely audible.
"Aw, she wants her gold medallist… Isn't that sweet?" Gail asked, dropping the trashcan on me. Chris chuckled as he stepped me. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?" Kurt screamed. "Aw, we were just having a little sweet revenge, weren't we?" Gail asked. Chris smiled. "Yeah, Mr. Inductee, just a little payback." They left. Kurt dropped our bags and ran to me. I was sprawled all over the concrete pavement.
"Holy shit, Kurt. My back hurts." I try to get up, but it hurt too much. "My back…" I whimpered. Kurt gently, gently picked me up and placed me on the trunk of the car. "Can you stand up?" He asked. I was brought down to my feet, and I screamed. Kurt picked me up. "I'll take that as a no. Alright. Stay there. I am going to go get the paramedics."
Kurt ran back inside the building, and I examined my body. My neck was bleeding. I felt the blood drip down my shirt. My finger was turned and was a beautiful shade of purple and blue. My finger was broken. My ankle throbbed- I guessed it was sprained. It hurt too little to be broken.
Several minutes after, Kurt came back with the paramedics. They loaded me onto a stretcher. As they shoved the stretcher into the ambulance, Kurt came with me.
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"She's sleeping now."
"What happened to her?"
"I was getting out bags and Chris and Gail attacked her. She has a deep gash on her neck and back, a broken finger, and a sprained ankle. She has to stay here for three days. They operated on the gash."
Kurt, Jerry, and Stacy were in the waiting room, waiting for the result of Mara's surgery. "Mr. Angle? Mr. and Mrs. Lawler?" The doctor asked. Kurt, Stacy, and Jerry shot up. "The surgery was only about a half hour. We stitched up the gash, she is going to have about a four inch scar coming from her the end of her neck into the beginning of her back. We are going to cast her finger and wrap her ankle. She should be fine."
Kurt clenched his fists. "Wait until I get my hands on those bastards." Jerry held him back. "Kurt- calm down. Must you stoop to their level?" Kurt looked at Jerry. "The war is far from over. Now it's our turn." The doctor led Kurt into the room first. "Miss Martinez wishes to see Kurt first," The doctor reported.
Stacy and Jerry nodded. Kurt entered the white and blue room, and I lay on the bed. I was crying softly. "Mara- what's wrong?" Kurt asked. I quivered. "I have a scar- Oh, Kurt, I look horrible. You'll never want to make love to me again!" Kurt sighed. "Mara, it's only four inches, and you're still beautiful. I don't give a crap about the scar."
He leaned and kissed me. I smiled. "You really don't care?" I interrogated. Kurt stroked my hair. "No, I don't. I love you." I whispered some nonsense in happiness, and kissed him.
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Break down the walls… OF JERICHO!
The countdown started, and people jumped up so that the camera can get a glimpse of them, waving their signs frantically in the air. The camera just panned them quickly, only a select few were seen, but only for a second.
Gail stepped out, alone. "Well, well, well- I hear Mara had a little accident. Aw, poor baby. She's at home resting- I am sorry, Mara. I didn't mean to hurt you too bad. Yep, that's right. Chris and I totally ambushed her! Aw, I feel so sorry. Ha! I have some footage of our little attack- I am sure all of you people are just dying to see it."
JR raised his eyebrow. "No, I am not dying to see it! God, I am glad she got Stunnered. She is as sick as the Rattlesnake."
Paul chuckled. "Oh, JR, shush."
"Don't tell me to shush. I do not want to see the footage."
"Well I do! I want to see what Gail can do when she is in action!"
"Oh, god, Paul!"
Gail beckoned towards the Titantron, and a screen appeared. It was what happened after I Stunnered Gail in the parking lot.
I felt a sharp pain hit across my back and neck. Before I fell to the ground, I saw that Chris had a steel chair. I hit the ground, and Gail smacked a trashcan over my head. My skull made a dent in it. I was in unimaginable pain, and I kept my eyes shut tight. Chris kicked me in my side, and Gail stepped on my feet and hands. "Kurt…" I moaned, barely audible.
"Aw, she wants her gold medallist… Isn't that sweet?" Gail asked, dropping the trashcan on me. Chris chuckled as he stepped me. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?" Kurt screamed. "Aw, we were just having a little sweet revenge, weren't we?" Gail asked. Chris smiled. "Yeah, Mr. Inductee, just a little payback." They left. Kurt dropped our bags and ran to me. I was sprawled all over the concrete pavement.
"Isn't that action?" Gail boasted proudly as the screen went off. "It was a total debacle! And a little message to my sister- Hope you get well soon." As Chris's music came on, she was about to step out of the ring when her music was cut short. She looked away, utterly clueless, and demanded to know what was happening.
Family is all I need… Stopping forces, battling enemies, in the life of a circle… The Sister Circle…
That was the Sister Circle theme and the fans went absolute crazy. They screamed and cheered as I stepped out, also alone. Gail gasped in shock. "I wouldn't run my mouth if I were you, Gail." I said. "Because I am Mara Martinez- I got better powers on my side and am one hell of a determined fighter."
I, with a little difficulty ran to the ring, and slid onto the apron. I went through the tangled ropes. I grabbed Gail's arm and leg, and jumped. I drilled her into the mat. A perfect Olympic Slam.
"WHAT? She just Olympic Slammed her own sister into the hard, cold canvas!" Paul shouted, obviously saddened by this event.
"Why not, Paul? Kurt's her boyfriend, anyway. I am sure he wouldn't mind."
"First a Stunner, and then a Olympic Slam? Oh, the horror!" Paul cried.
I smiled down at her. "No need to feel sorry, Sis." I hissed. I then slid out of the ring.
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"And, here are your winners, Gail Thomas and CHRIS JERICHO!!!" Lillian Garcia screamed. Kurt and I were tangled in each other. We had our first ever match against Gail and Chris, and we had lost, due to my submission. Gail did my move, the Curved Circle, on me.
"What the…" I murmured to Kurt, as Chris's music played. "Why didn't we win?" He was covered in sweat and so was I. We hurt too much to get up, so we just laid there. "I… Don't… Know… Forget about it. We'll… Win… Next… Time." Kurt took deep breaths between each word.
"I don't like this, Kurt. I don't like war." I said to him. His jaw dropped. "Mara? I thought… This is what you wanted. You wanted this. Are you soul searching, or something?" I didn't find his joke funny. "Well, sort of, Kurt… I mean, I really detest my sister. But fighting like this, this isn't me. I don't where I stand at this point."
"But you've already been this far. You can't quit now." We went to commercial, and Kurt and I were helped out of the ring. "Gail has no idea what we are going through, Kurt. She doesn't know…" Kurt sighed. "Yeah, you've got a point." He wiped more sweat from his face. "But you said you were determined. You have to prove Gail wrong."
"I know, Kurt." He brought my body close to his. "We already started the road- We might as well finish the highway." I nodded as he cupped my chin. "Don't lose faith now." He whispered.
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"Completely nailed him!" Gail wrapped her legs tight around Chris's waist. "A spectacular job." She kissed the tip of Chris's nose. "A wonderful Curved Circle," Chris whispered. Gail smiled. "Anything worth doing, is worth doing well."
"Ouch," Gail bent over, grasping her chest. "Oh good god Gail- Not your heart again, is it?" Gail clenched her teeth. "Yeah, it is. Ow, god." Chris held her close from behind. "Mara doesn't know?" Gail shook her head. "No- god, Chris, it hurts. The hole has gotten bigger." Chris whimpered. "Holy shit." Both knew that Gail was dying.
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"Oh, good god," I cried to Stacy. "What?" Stacy wrapped her arm around my shoulders. "This can't be. It can't be!" I screamed. I buried my face into a pillow. "What the fuck happened?" Stacy asked, getting annoyed. I started to sob. "I-I'm pregnant…" Stacy gasped. "How?"
I stared at her ignorance. "Kurt and I." She bit her lip. "Oh, that's how." I gave her a cutting glance. "No time for stupid jokes. Kurt and I aren't married! And in the heat of the war, holy shit. Why do I have to have a baby now?"
Kurt entered the room. "What's the matter?" Kurt asked me. He shook my shoulders. "What's wrong?" I didn't answer him. "Did Chris and Gail hurt you?" I sobbed. "Kurt- I'm pregnant…"