~*Author's Note*~
Yay, I'm back! *noticing there's no one at the ceremony and shrugs* It's all right. I had fun writing this chapter and I hope you like it. Wasn't really sure how the fighting was going to turn out, seeing as I don't usually write that, but you tell me! The Pretenders own the song. Do me a favor, just read and review.
"So what do you want me to do tonight when I go out there?"
Victoria glanced at the guy who stood in front of her, studying him critically. She looked over at Steven Richards, who shrugged. "We're just gonna make sure she's never able to set foot in the ring again. Can you do that at least?"
"Not a problem. I've been wanting to get back at her too."
"See, I'm not the only one." She said pointedly. "So everything's set. You're gonna come out during the middle of the match and interfere, we don't really care about getting DQed here, and just go at it."
"But what is she planned to have people come out to help her?" Richards asked, pushing himself off the wall. "How are we supposed to compete with Test and the Dudleys?"
"So glad to hear you guys have faith in yourselves." Victoria snapped. "God damn get a hold of yourselves. Look at you guys, you're like a force to be reckoned with." Just then she got a flash of blinding pain and her hand flew to her head where she had been knocked out.
"Are you okay dear?" Richards asked, rushing over to steady her.
The guy on the other side of the room smirked, and then replaced it with a concerned look as the two looked over at him. "Is everything alright?" He questioned.
*~*~*
"Stacy, we need you out there now." A stagehand said briefly from outside the room.
The blonde finished tying her sneakers and glanced at the worried looks of her friends. "Guys, I'm going to be fine." She reassured.
"Oh we know that." Trish supplied. "It's Victoria and the crap she's bound to be plotting that we're worried about."
"I can handle it, I promise." Stacy said, hugging both of them. I hope, she added to herself silently. They insisted on walking her to the curtain and Stacy openly laughed at the crowd that had formed to wish her luck.
Andrew walked up and wrapped his arms around her. "I told them to stay in their rooms but nobody would listen. I guess I don't have the same effect on people any more."
Stacy was about to respond when a hush came over the small crowd and Victoria turned around the corner, being trailed by Steven Richards. She scowled at Stacy and then pushed her way through the people as she was announced first.
D-Von had to hold Bubba back after Richards gave him a cross look.
"Your ass is mine." Bubba muttered as soon as the pair disappeared behind the curtain and Stacy grinned.
Take me in into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you
"Come on, your turn to go out Stacy." The backstage manager instructed from the top of the steps.
Andrew started to follow her up when she stopped and turned around abruptly. "I wanna do this by myself." She said quietly, so only he could hear. "Please?" She pleaded after seeing the questioning look on his face.
"I guess so." He agreed reluctantly. "I'll be watching from here though so in case anything happens I'll be out there like that." He snapped his fingers and watched as she nodded and smile, disappearing behind the curtain.
"I can't believe Test isn't out there with her!" The King crowed, watching Stacy as she walked down the ramp, a purposeful look on her face.
"I think that was a decision she made my herself." JR determined as she walked into the ring. "But she is a very brave girl to be doing something like this."
The King whimpered. "Yeah, or really stupid. I don't want the puppies to get hurt JR. Victoria's I could care less about, but it's Stacy!"
"Okay girls, I want a nice clean match." The referee demanded. He pointed to Richards. "Nothing from you or else you're gonna be out of here."
Stacy took a deep breath and grinned half-heartedly as she saw the encouraging look Lillian gave her from outside the ring. Victoria launched herself at Stacy before the bell rang, immediately giving her the upper hand.
She Irish-whipped Stacy into the corner and was about to go for the suplex when Stacy slammed her with her elbow, making her groggy. She shakily climbed up and dropkicked Victoria from the second turnbuckle, sending the women's champion to the ground. Stacy went for the pin and Victoria kicked out after one.
"Victoria must be getting a little worried." JR commentated. "Stacy's more then just a pretty face now. I heard she was getting some lessons from Trish and Smackdown superstar Edge just to prepare for this match."
The crowd booed as Victoria threw Stacy across the ring by her hair and continued stomping on the recovering diva. Steven Richards jumped on the ring apron and distracted the referee. Victoria took the opportunity to bluntly start choking Stacy. She held on until the referee turned back around, saw what was happening, and pried her off of Stacy.
Stacy leaned back and was trying to catch her breath when she saw Victoria coming back at her. She hastily thought back to what Trish taught her and executed a decent drop toehold; sending Victoria into the bottom turnbuckle, face first. Stacy pulled her to her feet and slammed her head against the turnbuckle, finally getting some momentum. She turned Victoria around and put her foot to her throat, pressing as hard as she could.
Victoria clawed at her boot, gasping for air and the referee tapped Stacy on the shoulder, a warning look on his face. She broke the hold when Victoria's face started to get red and then kicked her in the gut as hard as she could, causing the current champion to double over in pain. Victoria was quick to regain herself and clotheslined Stacy, slamming her to the ground.
"Come on Stacy!" Trish yelled from backstage, her eyes glued to the monitor.
Victoria repeatedly slammed Stacy's head against the mat and then got up, laughing mockingly at the fallen girl. There was a movement in the crowd and Victoria looked over and smirked as she saw Molly jump over the barrier and slid into the ring.
"Want me to get the chair?" Molly asked. Victoria nodded and Molly got out of the ring. She stalked over to the announcer's station and grabbed a vacant chair, sliding it into the ring where it landed near Victoria.
Trish pushed out of the chair, her eyes wide in panic as she ignored the protests and raced out to aid her friend.
Molly followed into the ring and lifted up Stacy's groggy body by her shoulders. Victoria picked up the chair and took a vicious swing at Stacy when she ducked. She heard the metal make contact with Molly, who crumpled to the canvas and she stood up, staring at the shocked expression on Victoria's face. Stacy was about to deliver a DDT when Steven Richards spun her around and did his executed move on her.
Sliding into the ring, Trish kicked Richards's legs out from underneath him and didn't see Victoria coming up from behind until she got slammed down onto the mat.
Victoria helped her boyfriend up and started to grin when she saw the guy standing at the top of them ramp. The audience cheered as RVD sauntered down towards the ring, rolling in lazily. He walked over to Victoria and Richards and reached out his hand for them to shake.
"What's going on?" JR yelled, slamming his fists against the announce table. "This can't be happening, Rob Van Dam can't be siding with those two! It wouldn't be right!"
Trish crawled over to a near-unconscious Stacy and wrapped her arm around her shoulder comfortingly, pulling her up into a sitting position. Stacy opened her eyes slowly and her heart dropped in her chest as she saw RVD approach them, being followed by Victoria and Richards. He stood in front of the two and was poised like he was going to do something to them, but instead spun around quickly, hitting Richards in the side of the head with a roundhouse kick. Victoria's eyes narrowed and she ran after him. Using her own momentum, RVD easily tossed her over the top rope where she landed on the ground in a heap. He helped the two divas up and Stacy pushed away from him and glared at both him and Trish.
"I could have done this by myself!" Stacy yelled, which to the audience seemed that she was mad at them for coming out so late. "None of you have any faith in me!" She quickly exited the ring and picked up Victoria, rolling her back into the ring. Stacy motioned for RVD and Trish to move out of the way and positioned Victoria to deliver a vicious scissor-kick to the back of her head. Stacy grabbed her leg and held on for the pin-count, motioning for the referee to count.
He reluctantly slapped his hand on the mat three times and Stacy's music sounded throughout the arena. She yanked her arm away from the referee and stared down in disdain at Victoria and left the ring before Trish and RVD could say anything.
And when,
When the night falls on you baby
You're feeling all alone
Walking on your own
Stacy stalked up the ramp and pushed by the curtain. "None of you thought I could do that by myself, did you?" She demanded shrilly of the group waiting for her. There was silence and she pushed past them, tears blinding her vision as she tried to find her locker room. She felt a hand on her shoulder and brushed it off.
"Stace just listen to me." Andrew pleaded, breathing out a frustrated sigh when she stopped but still didn't turn around.
She spun around quickly and caught him off guard. "Tell me the truth." She said, her eyes blazing a hole in his. "Did you think I would win?" The look on his faltered and she laughed bitterly. "Nevermind, I already know."
"I didn't want you to get hurt." Andrew said honestly, his arms falling to his sides.
"I didn't." She whispered. "And I won't. You'll see."
Ooh, what's Stacy's plan going to be? Is she going to get hurt? And why is everyone so hell-bent on keeping her safe? How will Victoria retaliate? No really, I'm asking you. I have no idea yet. *Whoosh* off to work on 'Dressed to Kill'. READ AND REVIEW!!
Yay, I'm back! *noticing there's no one at the ceremony and shrugs* It's all right. I had fun writing this chapter and I hope you like it. Wasn't really sure how the fighting was going to turn out, seeing as I don't usually write that, but you tell me! The Pretenders own the song. Do me a favor, just read and review.
"So what do you want me to do tonight when I go out there?"
Victoria glanced at the guy who stood in front of her, studying him critically. She looked over at Steven Richards, who shrugged. "We're just gonna make sure she's never able to set foot in the ring again. Can you do that at least?"
"Not a problem. I've been wanting to get back at her too."
"See, I'm not the only one." She said pointedly. "So everything's set. You're gonna come out during the middle of the match and interfere, we don't really care about getting DQed here, and just go at it."
"But what is she planned to have people come out to help her?" Richards asked, pushing himself off the wall. "How are we supposed to compete with Test and the Dudleys?"
"So glad to hear you guys have faith in yourselves." Victoria snapped. "God damn get a hold of yourselves. Look at you guys, you're like a force to be reckoned with." Just then she got a flash of blinding pain and her hand flew to her head where she had been knocked out.
"Are you okay dear?" Richards asked, rushing over to steady her.
The guy on the other side of the room smirked, and then replaced it with a concerned look as the two looked over at him. "Is everything alright?" He questioned.
*~*~*
"Stacy, we need you out there now." A stagehand said briefly from outside the room.
The blonde finished tying her sneakers and glanced at the worried looks of her friends. "Guys, I'm going to be fine." She reassured.
"Oh we know that." Trish supplied. "It's Victoria and the crap she's bound to be plotting that we're worried about."
"I can handle it, I promise." Stacy said, hugging both of them. I hope, she added to herself silently. They insisted on walking her to the curtain and Stacy openly laughed at the crowd that had formed to wish her luck.
Andrew walked up and wrapped his arms around her. "I told them to stay in their rooms but nobody would listen. I guess I don't have the same effect on people any more."
Stacy was about to respond when a hush came over the small crowd and Victoria turned around the corner, being trailed by Steven Richards. She scowled at Stacy and then pushed her way through the people as she was announced first.
D-Von had to hold Bubba back after Richards gave him a cross look.
"Your ass is mine." Bubba muttered as soon as the pair disappeared behind the curtain and Stacy grinned.
Take me in into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you
"Come on, your turn to go out Stacy." The backstage manager instructed from the top of the steps.
Andrew started to follow her up when she stopped and turned around abruptly. "I wanna do this by myself." She said quietly, so only he could hear. "Please?" She pleaded after seeing the questioning look on his face.
"I guess so." He agreed reluctantly. "I'll be watching from here though so in case anything happens I'll be out there like that." He snapped his fingers and watched as she nodded and smile, disappearing behind the curtain.
"I can't believe Test isn't out there with her!" The King crowed, watching Stacy as she walked down the ramp, a purposeful look on her face.
"I think that was a decision she made my herself." JR determined as she walked into the ring. "But she is a very brave girl to be doing something like this."
The King whimpered. "Yeah, or really stupid. I don't want the puppies to get hurt JR. Victoria's I could care less about, but it's Stacy!"
"Okay girls, I want a nice clean match." The referee demanded. He pointed to Richards. "Nothing from you or else you're gonna be out of here."
Stacy took a deep breath and grinned half-heartedly as she saw the encouraging look Lillian gave her from outside the ring. Victoria launched herself at Stacy before the bell rang, immediately giving her the upper hand.
She Irish-whipped Stacy into the corner and was about to go for the suplex when Stacy slammed her with her elbow, making her groggy. She shakily climbed up and dropkicked Victoria from the second turnbuckle, sending the women's champion to the ground. Stacy went for the pin and Victoria kicked out after one.
"Victoria must be getting a little worried." JR commentated. "Stacy's more then just a pretty face now. I heard she was getting some lessons from Trish and Smackdown superstar Edge just to prepare for this match."
The crowd booed as Victoria threw Stacy across the ring by her hair and continued stomping on the recovering diva. Steven Richards jumped on the ring apron and distracted the referee. Victoria took the opportunity to bluntly start choking Stacy. She held on until the referee turned back around, saw what was happening, and pried her off of Stacy.
Stacy leaned back and was trying to catch her breath when she saw Victoria coming back at her. She hastily thought back to what Trish taught her and executed a decent drop toehold; sending Victoria into the bottom turnbuckle, face first. Stacy pulled her to her feet and slammed her head against the turnbuckle, finally getting some momentum. She turned Victoria around and put her foot to her throat, pressing as hard as she could.
Victoria clawed at her boot, gasping for air and the referee tapped Stacy on the shoulder, a warning look on his face. She broke the hold when Victoria's face started to get red and then kicked her in the gut as hard as she could, causing the current champion to double over in pain. Victoria was quick to regain herself and clotheslined Stacy, slamming her to the ground.
"Come on Stacy!" Trish yelled from backstage, her eyes glued to the monitor.
Victoria repeatedly slammed Stacy's head against the mat and then got up, laughing mockingly at the fallen girl. There was a movement in the crowd and Victoria looked over and smirked as she saw Molly jump over the barrier and slid into the ring.
"Want me to get the chair?" Molly asked. Victoria nodded and Molly got out of the ring. She stalked over to the announcer's station and grabbed a vacant chair, sliding it into the ring where it landed near Victoria.
Trish pushed out of the chair, her eyes wide in panic as she ignored the protests and raced out to aid her friend.
Molly followed into the ring and lifted up Stacy's groggy body by her shoulders. Victoria picked up the chair and took a vicious swing at Stacy when she ducked. She heard the metal make contact with Molly, who crumpled to the canvas and she stood up, staring at the shocked expression on Victoria's face. Stacy was about to deliver a DDT when Steven Richards spun her around and did his executed move on her.
Sliding into the ring, Trish kicked Richards's legs out from underneath him and didn't see Victoria coming up from behind until she got slammed down onto the mat.
Victoria helped her boyfriend up and started to grin when she saw the guy standing at the top of them ramp. The audience cheered as RVD sauntered down towards the ring, rolling in lazily. He walked over to Victoria and Richards and reached out his hand for them to shake.
"What's going on?" JR yelled, slamming his fists against the announce table. "This can't be happening, Rob Van Dam can't be siding with those two! It wouldn't be right!"
Trish crawled over to a near-unconscious Stacy and wrapped her arm around her shoulder comfortingly, pulling her up into a sitting position. Stacy opened her eyes slowly and her heart dropped in her chest as she saw RVD approach them, being followed by Victoria and Richards. He stood in front of the two and was poised like he was going to do something to them, but instead spun around quickly, hitting Richards in the side of the head with a roundhouse kick. Victoria's eyes narrowed and she ran after him. Using her own momentum, RVD easily tossed her over the top rope where she landed on the ground in a heap. He helped the two divas up and Stacy pushed away from him and glared at both him and Trish.
"I could have done this by myself!" Stacy yelled, which to the audience seemed that she was mad at them for coming out so late. "None of you have any faith in me!" She quickly exited the ring and picked up Victoria, rolling her back into the ring. Stacy motioned for RVD and Trish to move out of the way and positioned Victoria to deliver a vicious scissor-kick to the back of her head. Stacy grabbed her leg and held on for the pin-count, motioning for the referee to count.
He reluctantly slapped his hand on the mat three times and Stacy's music sounded throughout the arena. She yanked her arm away from the referee and stared down in disdain at Victoria and left the ring before Trish and RVD could say anything.
And when,
When the night falls on you baby
You're feeling all alone
Walking on your own
Stacy stalked up the ramp and pushed by the curtain. "None of you thought I could do that by myself, did you?" She demanded shrilly of the group waiting for her. There was silence and she pushed past them, tears blinding her vision as she tried to find her locker room. She felt a hand on her shoulder and brushed it off.
"Stace just listen to me." Andrew pleaded, breathing out a frustrated sigh when she stopped but still didn't turn around.
She spun around quickly and caught him off guard. "Tell me the truth." She said, her eyes blazing a hole in his. "Did you think I would win?" The look on his faltered and she laughed bitterly. "Nevermind, I already know."
"I didn't want you to get hurt." Andrew said honestly, his arms falling to his sides.
"I didn't." She whispered. "And I won't. You'll see."
Ooh, what's Stacy's plan going to be? Is she going to get hurt? And why is everyone so hell-bent on keeping her safe? How will Victoria retaliate? No really, I'm asking you. I have no idea yet. *Whoosh* off to work on 'Dressed to Kill'. READ AND REVIEW!!
