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SARA; I'M THE BIGGEST BITCH

"Are you sure you want to go through with this Sara?"

Sara fixed her husband with a glare that spoke a lot louder than words. Undertaker held his hands up in defence.

"I'm just sayin' that Page is a sick son of a bitch and there's no way of knowing what he'll do to you in that ring" he said

"I want to do this" Sara shot at him

"I know but...."

"But nothing, I need to do this"

Undertaker sighed and shook his head, earning a grin from his wife as she returned her gaze to the mirror in front of her. The make-up artists on Raw had tried almost dragging her into the make-up room earlier; pleading with her to let them 'fix her up' but Sara had refused. She didn't want to look like some Barbie doll; all dressed up and looking like couldn't fight if she tried. Stacy and Torrie did that fine without her adding to their numbers. She didn't want to look like members of the Alliance; she wanted to look like a member of the WWE. She wanted to look tough, like she meant business which she did. Page wasn't going to know what hit him.

Sara clenched her fist as she thought about all that Page had done to her and her husband. He'd filmed her, filmed her during her private moments on their ranch. He'd even gone so far as to film her while she swimming in her bikini and went through their bedroom and her private things. It made her so angry to think about it now, her private things rifled through by a sick twisted man with a fetish for blondes. She was tempted to tell him if he wanted to screw a blonde then to go find Stacy Keibler.

But Page had wanted Sara so much he'd gone after Undertaker with a vengeance. Sara had tried to stop him, she refused to sit in the back and watch her husband get hurt, even though Undertaker had practically begged her to. She liked hanging out backstage; the WWE divas were all very sweet to her especially Lillian and Lita and looked after her. Now that there was a power war going on, if you were WWE then you were one of the number. But Sara couldn't sit and watch her husband get abused in that way just because Page needed his head examined and she'd suffered because of it. She'd had been hit with a steel chair and been forced to watch helplessly as Page hit Undertaker over and over again with the chair. It hurt in her gut to think about it. Page had not given up. He wanted Sara; he'd made that perfectly clear in every action he undertook.

Sara began carefully wrapped the bandana around her head and long crimped blonde hair. She was ready for tonight, she'd laid out the challenge and she was ready to fulfil it. Undertaker had faced Page on so many occasions and now it was her turn. Her and Page in the ring, one on one. It was a dream come true for the sick and twisted pervert. He'd said in an interview earlier that the only reason Sara was challenging him was to have her hands all over him. She shuddered, it was a disgusting thought.

She remembered when he'd come down to the ring on a motorbike, dressed all in black with a balaclava covering everything but his eyes. Everyone wanted to know who the stalker was, most of all Undertaker and Sara who'd watched from the back. Undertaker had wanted to be out there but had been persuaded to watch first. When the stalked pulled the balaclava off, the audience had gasped. Diamond Dallas Page was the stalker? No one had expected that and that was why Page's plan was perfect in his eyes. No one had every suspected. Sara hated to think about the footage that Page hadn't shown to the world. The x-rated stuff as he called it that he watched alone. It was enough to make her feel like throwing up every time. She tried to suppress it all into the recesses of her memory but it was hard.

King of the Ring had been their revenge. They'd managed to film a lot of Page without him knowing it and as he sat leering and waiting in the crowd for Undertaker to fulfil his promise of beating Page within an inch of his life, had made sure that chunks were shown on the screen. When he protested Undertaker had appeared, beating him with all his pent-up fury as Sara filmed Page's pain with a smile. It had definitely been worth it to watch him squeal and wail. Then the Alliance deal got really bad and people had started taking things into their own hands. And then Debra had been kidnapped by DDP in a desperate attempt to derail the newly reformed Austin. Things were getting dangerous and Sara had to be so careful. When Taker and Kane had faced O'Haire and Palumbo in a steel cage on Raw, DDP had tried cornering her then when Taker was safely locked into the cage unable to protect her but Sara had climbed the cage and sat on top where Page couldn't get her. She was sick of running. She knew she had to finally do something. It had taken her a while to work it out but then she knew. She had to fight him.

"I can feel you staring at me" she said without turning around "stop it"

"I don't want you to do this Sara"

"You've already said that, everyone is putting themselves on the line at the moment for the WWE, I don't know how long I'll be here for, maybe just until DDP is finished but I don't want to be like Debra, left alone backstage, easily intimidated and an easy target, forced to watch her husband get hurt when she can't do anything about it and then kidnapped to get at Austin, I want to be able to show people I can handle myself and that I'm not afraid and tonight I'm going to show that" Sara declared, hands pressed to her hips

Undertaker smiled slightly. Sara didn't want to know what he was thinking. She carefully looked at herself in the mirror; black stretchy sleeveless top and tight black pants. Simple, all business. She could do this. She could. She threw a few practice punches at her reflection. Then she thought about DDP's hideous face in front of her and she had to stop herself from punching the mirror. It wouldn't do her any good to try fighting Page with painful shards of glass imbedded in her fist.

"You don't have to do this for me Sara" Undertaker said suddenly "I can fight my own battles"

"This isn't about you! Well....it is a bit but mostly its about me and how he's humiliated me over and over again the past few months" Sara retorted turning round to face her husband "all the stuff he's done to us both; he was the one who tried to get me when you were in the steel cage with Kane, he was the one who lured you out to ringside by pretending to fight Shane Mcmahon in a street fight so that they could both attack you and then when I tried to help, he hit me with a Diamond Cutter"

"I know" Undertaker's voice was rich with hate

"Do you remember that interview we did with at home with JR a while back?" she asked abruptly

"As I recall you did most of the talking" Undertaker replied with a faint smile

"That's because I had plenty to say, but the most important thing I remember saying was that while I'm not the biggest dog in the yard, I can be the biggest bitch in the yard and that's what I intend to prove tonight"

Undertaker sighed again at the final tone in her voice and got to his feet

"Fine, have it your way, you can get in the ring with him as long as I'm at ringside" he said

Sara grinned at him and stood on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek. She really did love him and sometimes when she thought about Page, she wondered if being married to the man who was such an icon in the industry and well into his second decade of destruction was worth it. At times like this, she knew it was. Besides, she needed his help tonight.

"I was hoping you'd say that, I have plans"

*

Sara beat DDP that night after Undertaker beat him down first. Sara was only in the WWE for a short time before leaving to pursue her acting career. She took a lot of bumps in that short time revealing a hard edge to her; there was a definite future for on TV if she'd wanted it. Then she became pregnant by Mark 'The Undertaker' Calloway, her husband in real life as well as on-screen (her appearance on TV came about because they wanted to spend more time together) and reappeared briefly at the end of last year to fuel Mark's angle with Brock Lesnar. Sara remains one of my favourite divas as I am a huge Taker fan and refuse to hate her because she's married to him. I think she kicks ass and I hope to see her on TV again sometime.