Author's Note: Hey people, its moi again. Um, I've been thinking about
having a reviewerdebut in story as Rock's love interest. ( Wa... The Rock
is mine, but I'll be willing to share....... for a little while anyways,
lol) The reviewer that I choose will have a small but not totally
insignificant role in the story. If you're interested, you can put down the
name of the character you wish to be, who your character is ( remembering
to keep it relating to wrestling), Character's personality, past and what
she looks like. If I like your character, I will squeeze her into the plot
line somehow. Lol, that's all I think.
Disclaimers: I , sadly, do not own the two hottest guys in like the whole universe, Rock n' Brock. I also do not own whatever other WWE character that may appear in this fic. *bows gracefully* Thank you, thank you, that is all.......
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Monday Night Smackdown ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The crowd's blaring cheers and chants nearly deafened Christina from where she stood backstage, her eyes roaming over the audience, amazed at how loud it could be at a live show. The faint but ongoing chants of ' Rocky! Rocky!' cut through the crowd surrounding the ring and she couldnt help the chills that raced down her spine at every word.
She jumped at the feel of a hand on her shoulder. " Relax........ Once you get out there, the adrenaline will kick in and you wont feel as nervous." Dwayne smiled down at her, trying to calm his jittery partner.
" I've always wanted to be out there in the middle of the ring." Christina yelled out to him, trying to be heard over the noise. " But now, now that I finally have the chance to, I dont think I'm ready for this." She looked down at her outfit, not comfortable enough to look him in the eyes yet.
" Dont worry, you look nice."
She looked up at him at that. " You think so?"
Raising his famous eyebrow, he smirked and yelled back over the noise. " When the People's Champ say you look nice, he means it damnit."
Smiling, she nodded to herself. ' Well, this is it, Christina. Is time for you to shine.'
At the sound of The Rock's opening theme song, Dwayne pulled Christina to his side and whispered in her ear. "Remember, leave Lesnar to me. He cant and wont touch you if you stay out of the ring. Once they call out your name, then you walk down the ramp to the ring, got that?"
Seeing that she nodded, Dwayne paraded out into the spotlight and down the ramp, strutting his stuff out to his thousands of fans present tonight. Suddenly, seeing him in the ring outside, Christina felt alone. She hated the feeling. Hated the feeling of nervousness in the pit of her stomach and felt as if she were on the very top of a ridiculously high rollercoaster, knowing that she was about to drop at any second.
At the mention of her name, Christina took a deep breath and stepped out into the ramp. As if time had stopped, the thunderous roar of the crowd faded away, every movement around her slowed as she took in the sight, sound and glory of standing atop the blessed ramp shedreamed so much about.
A young teen-aged girl standing outside the closed in ring held up a sign that read 'I want to be a Diva too!' written in crude pink bubbled letters reached her hand towards her and skimmed her fingers across her outfit , shrieking in delight afterwards. And Christina smiled.
Coming to, Christina took her place next to The Rock in the ring, the springed mat floor feeling awkward underneath her booted feet. At the sound of Brock Lesnar's opening theme, Christina held her breath and took a step forward. Raven pranced out wearing a characteristically short skirtted outfit that seemed tight and painted on, waving to the crowd next to a serious faced Brock Lesnar.
With an expressionless face, The Rock motioned for Christina to get out of the ring. Brock Lesnar ran down the ramp and jumped underneath the ropes, sliding into the ring facing The Rock. The two men circled and sized up each other as two ravenous wolves with the intent to kill. Brock made the first move with a powerful jab to Rock's jaw, the force slapping his head to the side.
Rock responded back with an elbow to Lesnar's face and a knee to his ribs.Falling to the mat, Lesnar pushed himself up with his arms, seemingly unfazed by the hit and stood back to wait for an opportunity to tackle The Rock down. Wiping blood from his lip, Dwayne looked at his fingers and smirked challengingly towards Brock, motioning for him to get closer.
Raven could see Christina in the corner of her eye, pacing with worry as The Rock took punch after punch from Lesnar, and she smirked. ' The little fledgling is so focused on the match, she'd be completely surprised If I'd attacked.' She decided to wait until the match was over though, wanting to add insult to defeat.
Brock Lesnar was down, and Christina could see that Dwayne had run over to a corner and removed the velcro-held cushion of the metal ring corner, appearently prepared for Brock. She put her hands together , thankful that the match was almost over and that her partner had won.
It seemed that everyone in the audience and in the ring had turned their sights to the ramp when Triple H's entrance theme started blaring out over the speakers. ' What the....' She thought. ' This isnt supposed to be happening!'
He sprang nimbly ( for his size ) over the ropes and into the ring, clothes-lining Dwayne to the ground.Triple H repeatedly rammed his leg into The Rock's middle, not stopping until Dwayne layed motionless underneath him. Both Raven and Christina took a step back from the ring, awstruck at the surprise entrance of Triple H.
Triple H motioned to the referee to throw him a microphone, and he watched the audience as the surprise sunk in. " I was watching the begining of this match backstage and I couldnt help but stopping by to visit." The audience boo-ed him, diappointed with the interruption of the match.
" Now, I KNOW the winner of this match will go on to the next match, being the one where we find out who's the # 1 contender for the Royal Rumble."
Christina raised an eyebrow. ' What?! I wasnt told that!' She frowned. ' But then again, I think Vince hid this from me on purpose. What a sly devil he is.......'
" And I ALSO know, that I am going to be fighting for the # 1 spot." Triple H continued, motioning to himself. " So I just came out here to warn you guys, who ever wins this match, of what you can expect from me."
As he turned to leave, Triple H noticed the now kneeing and trying to recover Brock Lesnar. Gripping Lesnar's closely cropped hair, Triple H pulled him up to his feet and dragged him to the corner, bashing his forehead against the metal until blood ran down his temple. Throwing him down to the mat, Triple H climbed out of the ring with out a look back, walking suredly back up the ramp with his entrance song in the background.
Christina panicked. ' Is the match over?' She looked over to Raven, whose feet stood glued to her spot as she watched Triple H leave the ring.
Running over to a referee, Christina tugged on his uniform. " Is the match over?"
" Miss, this match is a draw. Neither one of them won, we're going to have to schedule another match later on."
She shook her head at him, frustrated. " But what if my partner were to pin him down for the count, would he still be qualified to win?" She yelled over the noise of the audience.
The referee stood perplexed for a moment before answering her." Yes he would Miss, but I honestly dont see how......"
She didnt stay to hear the rest, Christina had to be quick before Raven recovered and helped Lesnar. Climbing under the ropes into the ring, she ran over to Dwayne and dragged him by his arms over to Brock's still unconcious body and draped him over. The referee, figuring it out and sliding into the ring, had started to count and the audience counted along with him . " One, Two, Three! "
She rubbed her face in relief, she had helped win her first match ever. She could feel Raven's peircing glare from the ringside, but she didnt care. With the audience cheering for her, she knew she was home.
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hmmm... looking back at this, I dont think I like it very much. The reason is because I had started writing the third chapter yesterday and it was coming out SO GOOD, but then when I went to go save it, it totally deleted everything of the third chapter! I felt so bad, I started to cry..... wa.... crappy comp of mine.*kicks it and sighs* So what you're reading is the rewritten stuff. But anyways, I know it sucked and I will make it up to you in the next chapter, I promise! I'm just wondering, is there like, any guys reading this? lol, I dont know, now watch like 97% of the members of FF.Net is female. lol, I wouldnt doubt it. Until next time! P.S. Remember my note at the top, Read and Review!
Disclaimers: I , sadly, do not own the two hottest guys in like the whole universe, Rock n' Brock. I also do not own whatever other WWE character that may appear in this fic. *bows gracefully* Thank you, thank you, that is all.......
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Monday Night Smackdown ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The crowd's blaring cheers and chants nearly deafened Christina from where she stood backstage, her eyes roaming over the audience, amazed at how loud it could be at a live show. The faint but ongoing chants of ' Rocky! Rocky!' cut through the crowd surrounding the ring and she couldnt help the chills that raced down her spine at every word.
She jumped at the feel of a hand on her shoulder. " Relax........ Once you get out there, the adrenaline will kick in and you wont feel as nervous." Dwayne smiled down at her, trying to calm his jittery partner.
" I've always wanted to be out there in the middle of the ring." Christina yelled out to him, trying to be heard over the noise. " But now, now that I finally have the chance to, I dont think I'm ready for this." She looked down at her outfit, not comfortable enough to look him in the eyes yet.
" Dont worry, you look nice."
She looked up at him at that. " You think so?"
Raising his famous eyebrow, he smirked and yelled back over the noise. " When the People's Champ say you look nice, he means it damnit."
Smiling, she nodded to herself. ' Well, this is it, Christina. Is time for you to shine.'
At the sound of The Rock's opening theme song, Dwayne pulled Christina to his side and whispered in her ear. "Remember, leave Lesnar to me. He cant and wont touch you if you stay out of the ring. Once they call out your name, then you walk down the ramp to the ring, got that?"
Seeing that she nodded, Dwayne paraded out into the spotlight and down the ramp, strutting his stuff out to his thousands of fans present tonight. Suddenly, seeing him in the ring outside, Christina felt alone. She hated the feeling. Hated the feeling of nervousness in the pit of her stomach and felt as if she were on the very top of a ridiculously high rollercoaster, knowing that she was about to drop at any second.
At the mention of her name, Christina took a deep breath and stepped out into the ramp. As if time had stopped, the thunderous roar of the crowd faded away, every movement around her slowed as she took in the sight, sound and glory of standing atop the blessed ramp shedreamed so much about.
A young teen-aged girl standing outside the closed in ring held up a sign that read 'I want to be a Diva too!' written in crude pink bubbled letters reached her hand towards her and skimmed her fingers across her outfit , shrieking in delight afterwards. And Christina smiled.
Coming to, Christina took her place next to The Rock in the ring, the springed mat floor feeling awkward underneath her booted feet. At the sound of Brock Lesnar's opening theme, Christina held her breath and took a step forward. Raven pranced out wearing a characteristically short skirtted outfit that seemed tight and painted on, waving to the crowd next to a serious faced Brock Lesnar.
With an expressionless face, The Rock motioned for Christina to get out of the ring. Brock Lesnar ran down the ramp and jumped underneath the ropes, sliding into the ring facing The Rock. The two men circled and sized up each other as two ravenous wolves with the intent to kill. Brock made the first move with a powerful jab to Rock's jaw, the force slapping his head to the side.
Rock responded back with an elbow to Lesnar's face and a knee to his ribs.Falling to the mat, Lesnar pushed himself up with his arms, seemingly unfazed by the hit and stood back to wait for an opportunity to tackle The Rock down. Wiping blood from his lip, Dwayne looked at his fingers and smirked challengingly towards Brock, motioning for him to get closer.
Raven could see Christina in the corner of her eye, pacing with worry as The Rock took punch after punch from Lesnar, and she smirked. ' The little fledgling is so focused on the match, she'd be completely surprised If I'd attacked.' She decided to wait until the match was over though, wanting to add insult to defeat.
Brock Lesnar was down, and Christina could see that Dwayne had run over to a corner and removed the velcro-held cushion of the metal ring corner, appearently prepared for Brock. She put her hands together , thankful that the match was almost over and that her partner had won.
It seemed that everyone in the audience and in the ring had turned their sights to the ramp when Triple H's entrance theme started blaring out over the speakers. ' What the....' She thought. ' This isnt supposed to be happening!'
He sprang nimbly ( for his size ) over the ropes and into the ring, clothes-lining Dwayne to the ground.Triple H repeatedly rammed his leg into The Rock's middle, not stopping until Dwayne layed motionless underneath him. Both Raven and Christina took a step back from the ring, awstruck at the surprise entrance of Triple H.
Triple H motioned to the referee to throw him a microphone, and he watched the audience as the surprise sunk in. " I was watching the begining of this match backstage and I couldnt help but stopping by to visit." The audience boo-ed him, diappointed with the interruption of the match.
" Now, I KNOW the winner of this match will go on to the next match, being the one where we find out who's the # 1 contender for the Royal Rumble."
Christina raised an eyebrow. ' What?! I wasnt told that!' She frowned. ' But then again, I think Vince hid this from me on purpose. What a sly devil he is.......'
" And I ALSO know, that I am going to be fighting for the # 1 spot." Triple H continued, motioning to himself. " So I just came out here to warn you guys, who ever wins this match, of what you can expect from me."
As he turned to leave, Triple H noticed the now kneeing and trying to recover Brock Lesnar. Gripping Lesnar's closely cropped hair, Triple H pulled him up to his feet and dragged him to the corner, bashing his forehead against the metal until blood ran down his temple. Throwing him down to the mat, Triple H climbed out of the ring with out a look back, walking suredly back up the ramp with his entrance song in the background.
Christina panicked. ' Is the match over?' She looked over to Raven, whose feet stood glued to her spot as she watched Triple H leave the ring.
Running over to a referee, Christina tugged on his uniform. " Is the match over?"
" Miss, this match is a draw. Neither one of them won, we're going to have to schedule another match later on."
She shook her head at him, frustrated. " But what if my partner were to pin him down for the count, would he still be qualified to win?" She yelled over the noise of the audience.
The referee stood perplexed for a moment before answering her." Yes he would Miss, but I honestly dont see how......"
She didnt stay to hear the rest, Christina had to be quick before Raven recovered and helped Lesnar. Climbing under the ropes into the ring, she ran over to Dwayne and dragged him by his arms over to Brock's still unconcious body and draped him over. The referee, figuring it out and sliding into the ring, had started to count and the audience counted along with him . " One, Two, Three! "
She rubbed her face in relief, she had helped win her first match ever. She could feel Raven's peircing glare from the ringside, but she didnt care. With the audience cheering for her, she knew she was home.
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hmmm... looking back at this, I dont think I like it very much. The reason is because I had started writing the third chapter yesterday and it was coming out SO GOOD, but then when I went to go save it, it totally deleted everything of the third chapter! I felt so bad, I started to cry..... wa.... crappy comp of mine.*kicks it and sighs* So what you're reading is the rewritten stuff. But anyways, I know it sucked and I will make it up to you in the next chapter, I promise! I'm just wondering, is there like, any guys reading this? lol, I dont know, now watch like 97% of the members of FF.Net is female. lol, I wouldnt doubt it. Until next time! P.S. Remember my note at the top, Read and Review!
