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It was unusually quiet backstage, only the hum of the production truck nearby and the occasional clang of the crew setting up could be heard. It was weird Molly decided, no one was hanging out in the corridors, chatting in the rooms, it seemed like a ghost building. She had arrived a little early, maybe that's what it was; they'd probably all arrive soon.
It had been nearly a month since the night Hurricane had 'saved' her from Chris, she hadn't spoken to him since. Chris she still spoke to, as he was part of her group, but out of the corner of her eye she had seen him give her lecherous looks; he obviously wasn't put off by the fact he'd been low- blowed in his pursuit of her. He was beginning to creep her out but it was no problem, she just had to be careful, she'd come close to using her powers that night before Hurricane has interfered, she'd have to have greater control over them. She needed to shut them away and make sure no one saw her use them.
As she rounded a corner into the store area, she saw him. Hurricane was sat on the ground, immersed in reading a comic book. She could see as she came closer that it was a Green Lantern one, which explained why he didn't even notice her presence. Then she heard a creaking noise, her super-senses fired up, tingles shooting all over her skin. She looked up, anvil cases were stacked carefully on a metal shelf in the ceiling and one of them was wobbling precariously. Hurricane didn't even notice, he was too into his comic book, big surprise thought Molly. Suddenly there was a bump and the case fell from the shelf, Molly operated on pure instinct, she leapt into the air, taking off gracefully and caught the case neatly in her hands. Hurricane looked up at the noise, paling visibly at the sight of Molly hovering above him, the case in her grasp.
"What happened?" he asked, confusion showing on his face
"This case was gonna fall on your dumb head, had it not been for me" she replied "I could do with a little help here"
"Oh, you sure? I don't want to be accused of not letting you prove yourself" said Hurricane slyly as he put his comic on the floor.
"Now is not the time" puffed Molly, straining to hold the case up
Hurricane joined her, flying into the air and took the other side of the case. Together they set it back on the shelf and then landed down side by side. Hurricane held his hand out to her and when she took it, shook her hand gratefully.
"Thank you Citizen Molly for saving my ass when I was too preoccupied to notice"
Molly giggled and picked up the bags she'd dropped when she'd made her impromptu flight. She turned back to Hurricane who was smiling at her
"What does this mean?" he asked
"It means we're even" she replied
"Even?"
"Yep, you saved me and I saved you, right?"
"I guess" he sounded a little sad
"See you around, ok?"
Molly turned and walked down the corridor to try and find the divas locker room, she wanted to dump her stuff there and change to train in the ring before the show. She found it and went inside, glad that once again it was empty. As she began hanging her stuff up, the door banged open. She didn't have to turn to know who it was. "Molly" the word came out frigid with politeness
"Trish" Molly answered
The blonde threw her bags onto the bench, slammed the door shut and glared at Molly's back. Molly groaned inwardly; it was going to be a long night she could see it now.
"What do you want?" she sighed, against her better judgement
"My Women's title back, that'll do for starters" Trish retorted
"Gee, let me think about it...no"
"You think you're such a hotshot, don't you? Miss Molly Holly, the sweet and innocent, pure and wholesome bitch who leads by such an example when she's the biggest user of all of us"
"Excuse me?" Molly turned to face her, this was new
"I'm not saying I'm innocent; I've used my..charms to go places but you, well when you think about it, you surpass us all, you come here with your cousins who protect you from the big bad world, they look after you, try to stop you from getting hurt but lets face it, they're mid to bottom carders, they are not going anywhere fast so you fall in love, conviently with a new guy who is becoming a rising star here, you begin to get elevated too, but it doesn't matter to you right? Because you're in love" Trish sneered sitting herself down on the bench "You break away from your cousins who hate this guy and become very popular, can't fault you for a great tactic, the audience just love a love story that triumphs over the odds, but then you hardly get any matches and aren't really a contender for the title so you break away from your boyfriend and break his heart but too bad because you have found yourself a superhero" Trish laughed in delight "it's just too perfect, a guy who is getting noticed because of his cool ringwork and appearance and you decide to be his sidekick, you fly high for a few months before beginning to job again so you leave and come back as this" she waved a hand towards Molly "serious Molly, pure and wholesome Molly, who wins the Women's title by cheating having tossed aside so many losers on her way to the top"
Molly took a deep breath and continued to unpack her bags to calm her hands
"It's a new low even for you Trish to suggest that" she said
"Aww, did I hit a sore spot? Is it because I'm right?"
"No, it's because you're out of your mind and want my title back so you're screwing with my head"
"I wasn't the only one doing some screwing" smiled Trish
Molly gave her a venomous look and stormed out of the locker room
"Face it Molly, you're the same as us so you can put yourself on a pedestal any longer" Trish called out after her
Molly walked the corridors, looking for someone to talk to, anyone. Then she saw him; Hurricane was warming up by the curtain. She hurried over to him.
"I need to talk to you"
"OK, but I've gotta warm up and train first, how about after the show?"
"No, I need it now, you wouldn't believe the things Trish has been saying" her voice trembled
He looked at her carefully and put an arm around her, guiding her towards an empty room. She sat down, her misery evident in her face as she toyed with her championship belt.
"I forgot to say well done for this by the way," he said, tapping the belt lightly with his fist
"Thanks, apparently I slept and used my way to winning it"
"What?!"
"Trish, she came into the locker room and gave me this whole speech about how when I was finished with someone, I partnered with someone else who could elevate my career before moving on to someone else" Molly explained "She made it all sound so dirty you know? Like I'd used my cousins, then moved onto Spike because he was a rising superstar here than onto you, then onto the belt.. maybe she was right"
"Molly, listen to me, you didn't sleep your way or manoeuvre your way to the top, you followed your heart"
"I did?"
"Yeah, think about it, your heart was with your family until you fell in love which made you chose Spike over your cousins then I showed you your true calling and you moved onto that but your heart's always been set on the title so you moved onto that"
She looked at him, surprised at how logical he made it all seem. He was more intelligent than he let on.
"For a guy obsessed with comic books, you're pretty smart" she teased, nudging him in the ribs
He nudged her back and got to his feet, stretching out.
"I gotta go get ready ok? But we'll talk soon"
Before she could answer, he whooshed out of the room, his cape flapping behind him. He always knew what to say to make her feel better, probably always did. He knew her better than anyone else. She went out of the room, deep in her thoughts. It was time to start getting ready for her own match and teach Trish a lesson in the ring!
Read, enjoy, review! Thanks to all my reviewers for all the kind and inspiring things they typed for me (shout outs - Fallen Angel: our story is the bomb! Thanks for reviewing me and being a great mate, BizGirlCharlie: wow, my best story yet? Thanks! So pleased u like it, guess it is full of energy, hope u find time to type me and Tempest - thanx for taking time to review both chapters, that was really sweet of u, glad u like it) Hope u like this chapter and continue to read and review!
It was unusually quiet backstage, only the hum of the production truck nearby and the occasional clang of the crew setting up could be heard. It was weird Molly decided, no one was hanging out in the corridors, chatting in the rooms, it seemed like a ghost building. She had arrived a little early, maybe that's what it was; they'd probably all arrive soon.
It had been nearly a month since the night Hurricane had 'saved' her from Chris, she hadn't spoken to him since. Chris she still spoke to, as he was part of her group, but out of the corner of her eye she had seen him give her lecherous looks; he obviously wasn't put off by the fact he'd been low- blowed in his pursuit of her. He was beginning to creep her out but it was no problem, she just had to be careful, she'd come close to using her powers that night before Hurricane has interfered, she'd have to have greater control over them. She needed to shut them away and make sure no one saw her use them.
As she rounded a corner into the store area, she saw him. Hurricane was sat on the ground, immersed in reading a comic book. She could see as she came closer that it was a Green Lantern one, which explained why he didn't even notice her presence. Then she heard a creaking noise, her super-senses fired up, tingles shooting all over her skin. She looked up, anvil cases were stacked carefully on a metal shelf in the ceiling and one of them was wobbling precariously. Hurricane didn't even notice, he was too into his comic book, big surprise thought Molly. Suddenly there was a bump and the case fell from the shelf, Molly operated on pure instinct, she leapt into the air, taking off gracefully and caught the case neatly in her hands. Hurricane looked up at the noise, paling visibly at the sight of Molly hovering above him, the case in her grasp.
"What happened?" he asked, confusion showing on his face
"This case was gonna fall on your dumb head, had it not been for me" she replied "I could do with a little help here"
"Oh, you sure? I don't want to be accused of not letting you prove yourself" said Hurricane slyly as he put his comic on the floor.
"Now is not the time" puffed Molly, straining to hold the case up
Hurricane joined her, flying into the air and took the other side of the case. Together they set it back on the shelf and then landed down side by side. Hurricane held his hand out to her and when she took it, shook her hand gratefully.
"Thank you Citizen Molly for saving my ass when I was too preoccupied to notice"
Molly giggled and picked up the bags she'd dropped when she'd made her impromptu flight. She turned back to Hurricane who was smiling at her
"What does this mean?" he asked
"It means we're even" she replied
"Even?"
"Yep, you saved me and I saved you, right?"
"I guess" he sounded a little sad
"See you around, ok?"
Molly turned and walked down the corridor to try and find the divas locker room, she wanted to dump her stuff there and change to train in the ring before the show. She found it and went inside, glad that once again it was empty. As she began hanging her stuff up, the door banged open. She didn't have to turn to know who it was. "Molly" the word came out frigid with politeness
"Trish" Molly answered
The blonde threw her bags onto the bench, slammed the door shut and glared at Molly's back. Molly groaned inwardly; it was going to be a long night she could see it now.
"What do you want?" she sighed, against her better judgement
"My Women's title back, that'll do for starters" Trish retorted
"Gee, let me think about it...no"
"You think you're such a hotshot, don't you? Miss Molly Holly, the sweet and innocent, pure and wholesome bitch who leads by such an example when she's the biggest user of all of us"
"Excuse me?" Molly turned to face her, this was new
"I'm not saying I'm innocent; I've used my..charms to go places but you, well when you think about it, you surpass us all, you come here with your cousins who protect you from the big bad world, they look after you, try to stop you from getting hurt but lets face it, they're mid to bottom carders, they are not going anywhere fast so you fall in love, conviently with a new guy who is becoming a rising star here, you begin to get elevated too, but it doesn't matter to you right? Because you're in love" Trish sneered sitting herself down on the bench "You break away from your cousins who hate this guy and become very popular, can't fault you for a great tactic, the audience just love a love story that triumphs over the odds, but then you hardly get any matches and aren't really a contender for the title so you break away from your boyfriend and break his heart but too bad because you have found yourself a superhero" Trish laughed in delight "it's just too perfect, a guy who is getting noticed because of his cool ringwork and appearance and you decide to be his sidekick, you fly high for a few months before beginning to job again so you leave and come back as this" she waved a hand towards Molly "serious Molly, pure and wholesome Molly, who wins the Women's title by cheating having tossed aside so many losers on her way to the top"
Molly took a deep breath and continued to unpack her bags to calm her hands
"It's a new low even for you Trish to suggest that" she said
"Aww, did I hit a sore spot? Is it because I'm right?"
"No, it's because you're out of your mind and want my title back so you're screwing with my head"
"I wasn't the only one doing some screwing" smiled Trish
Molly gave her a venomous look and stormed out of the locker room
"Face it Molly, you're the same as us so you can put yourself on a pedestal any longer" Trish called out after her
Molly walked the corridors, looking for someone to talk to, anyone. Then she saw him; Hurricane was warming up by the curtain. She hurried over to him.
"I need to talk to you"
"OK, but I've gotta warm up and train first, how about after the show?"
"No, I need it now, you wouldn't believe the things Trish has been saying" her voice trembled
He looked at her carefully and put an arm around her, guiding her towards an empty room. She sat down, her misery evident in her face as she toyed with her championship belt.
"I forgot to say well done for this by the way," he said, tapping the belt lightly with his fist
"Thanks, apparently I slept and used my way to winning it"
"What?!"
"Trish, she came into the locker room and gave me this whole speech about how when I was finished with someone, I partnered with someone else who could elevate my career before moving on to someone else" Molly explained "She made it all sound so dirty you know? Like I'd used my cousins, then moved onto Spike because he was a rising superstar here than onto you, then onto the belt.. maybe she was right"
"Molly, listen to me, you didn't sleep your way or manoeuvre your way to the top, you followed your heart"
"I did?"
"Yeah, think about it, your heart was with your family until you fell in love which made you chose Spike over your cousins then I showed you your true calling and you moved onto that but your heart's always been set on the title so you moved onto that"
She looked at him, surprised at how logical he made it all seem. He was more intelligent than he let on.
"For a guy obsessed with comic books, you're pretty smart" she teased, nudging him in the ribs
He nudged her back and got to his feet, stretching out.
"I gotta go get ready ok? But we'll talk soon"
Before she could answer, he whooshed out of the room, his cape flapping behind him. He always knew what to say to make her feel better, probably always did. He knew her better than anyone else. She went out of the room, deep in her thoughts. It was time to start getting ready for her own match and teach Trish a lesson in the ring!
Read, enjoy, review! Thanks to all my reviewers for all the kind and inspiring things they typed for me (shout outs - Fallen Angel: our story is the bomb! Thanks for reviewing me and being a great mate, BizGirlCharlie: wow, my best story yet? Thanks! So pleased u like it, guess it is full of energy, hope u find time to type me and Tempest - thanx for taking time to review both chapters, that was really sweet of u, glad u like it) Hope u like this chapter and continue to read and review!