.::SmackDown! Tapings::.
No chance hit and Vince McMahon walked out to be greeted by a wave of boos. He casually strolled down to the ring like only Vince McMahon can. "So that's how you treat the owner of this company is it?" he asked. The crowd retaliated with more boos. "Shut up you stupid people!" Mr. McMahon snapped. "It seems we have a new diva that is causing a stir backstage but we are yet to see her in-ring ability," Vince continued as he passed around the ring. "Sam, came you please come out here?"
My music hit and I walked out. The crowd cheered, I smiled secretly to myself - they liked me! My music cut off and a stagehand handed me a microphone. "Yes Mr. McMahon?" I asked innocently.
"I don't appreciate people turning up in my ring causing a dispute with two of my best superstars and giving another Superstar a concussion! Since you insisted on doing this, you will have a match against Lita later on tonight. The women's title will not be on the line," his music hit again as a triumphant look swallowed his aging face. "Cut the music!" he demanded. "There will be another match tonight . Undertaker vs. Kane!"
A sullen expression was quickly plastered across my face. "But sir-" I protested.
"And Sam - you're going to accompany 'Taker down to the ring."
The crowd roared as No Chance began to play again. I looked like a bus had hit me as Vince walked past me and behind the curtains.
"Surely he can't do this?" JR asked.
"Of course he can. Mr. McMahon can do anything. It's no more then Sam deserves," The King replied, continuing to support Mr. McMahon.
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I walked back into the world of reality, neither Mark nor Glenn was there. 'They must be getting ready for their match,' I thought. I walked towards Glenn's dressing room when I heard someone calling me. I turned around to see Matt, Jeff and Amy. "Hi," I greeted as I walked over to them.
"Hi Babe, you did great out there," Jeff said as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me.
I kissed him back. "Aww, thanks."
"Hey, I'll take it easy on you. Don't want Jeff to look bad since he's been teaching you," Amy joked.
"Like you said, Jeff trained me so there is no need to take it easy, girl!" I joked back.
Jeff pulled me into him. "Am I a good teacher then?"
"Don't get too big headed," I joked, patting Jeff on the face.
"Are you coming with us in the break?" Matt asked, taking the conversation away from wrestling.
I nodded.
"That's wicked! We're going to have such a great time!" Amy virtually screamed hugging me.
"Ssh!" I whispered. I hugged her back. "I won't be able to come if Mark finds out, you'd have to resurrect me first," I joked.
"Oops, sorry," Amy replied, realizing she'd almost told the entire arena.
"It's ok. I've got to go, Mark will be wondering where I am," I hugged Jeff and quickly kissed him.
"See you later babe. Good luck with your matches," Jeff told me as he let go of me.
"You to. Bye," I said as I quickly walked off in search of Mark's dressing room.
.::The Undertaker vs. Kane::.
"Good luck, Sam," Glenn told me as he walked through the curtains to receive a huge ovation from the sold-out crowd.
"I know this is all for the story line but I hate this you verses Glenn me stuck in the middle angle," I moaned to Mark.
"Don't worry about it. I've had to go up against Glenn before and I found it easier being in the ring with him then other people, since we train and travel together and because we're such good friends," Mark explained.
"Yeah, I know but I still hate it," I grumble as the fireworks were let of in the ring.
Mark started up his bike. "Don't worry, just enjoy it," Mark instructed as he rolled out from behind the curtains as his music kicked in at full volume. The fans were unsure of what reactions to greet The Dead Man with some were cheering others booed. As I walked out from behind the curtain about a foot behind the Harley that Mark rode all the booing fans began to cheer. Mark looked shocked with the reaction I had received. Nobody could believe how quick the fans had taken to me.
As the Undertaker and Kane battled it out in the ring, I remained at ringside, occasionally willing on the Undertaker, obeying what Vince McMahon had said earlier. Towards the end of the match, Lita came running down the ramp catching me off guard. She started slapping me, getting in cheap shots. I was unable to defend myself and before I knew what was happening a steel chair was hit off my head. Before anyone knew what was happening both the Undertaker and Kane had left the ring and came to my aid, grabbing Lita and holding her away from me.
I looked at the ramp to see Matt and Jeff standing there, they both came running down but Jeff stayed at the bottom of the ramp. The American Bad Ass shoved Lita towards Kane. Kane caught her as the Undertaker grabbed Matt. He dragged Matt into the ring by his hair as Matt struggled to get free and delivered a last ride.
I stood groggily on my feet, still feeling the effects of the chair-shot. I pulled myself up into the ring and locked eyes with my brother before looking at Matt's lifeless body. "Oh my God, 'Taker what've you done?" I asked loud enough for the camera to hear. The Undertaker just looked at me; his eyes shone as if having just caught his prey and enjoyed tearing it limb from limb. I climbed out of the ring and up to Kane. "Let her go," I told him sternly.
The big red machine did as I asked and released the high-flying diva.
"Go," I instructed her. I knew she wouldn't try anything stupid with both Kane and the Undertaker around. "Matt will be ok, he only took a tomb- stone," I said guessing even though I didn't know what my brother had done to him. "They've got paramedics. Take Jeff with you," I told her as Kane walked to my side.
Lita nodded, to scared to argue. She ran up to Jeff, said something to him and they both left up the ramp.
.::Lita vs. Sam::.
My music hit and I walked out to the ring. The fans were still pumped from before and cheered their lungs out for me. I did my thing at the top of the ramp and then ran down into the ring, sliding in the same way Jeff Hardy does. I warmed up the crowd as Lita's music hit. They gave her a good reception as she walked down the ramp with Matt.
"Look JR! It's Matt!" The King called excitedly. "He's ok after the Undertaker's tomb-stone earlier this evening."
The bell rang and Lita charged at me, but I tripped her. The crowd was cheering for me, I got the feeling at first they were slightly torn between me - the new diva, and Lita - long time Diva, previous women's champion! I got in some pretty good shots and the crowd got more and more behind me.
Lita grabbed me by my hair and began throwing me around the ring as Matt cheered on his girlfriend. I managed to counter Lita's attack. I did a sidewalk-slam before going to the top rope. Just as I was about to execute a moonsault Matt grabbed holt of my neck. I tried to kick him off but was unsuccessful as he lifted me off the turnbuckle and to the outside of the ring. I was left dumbfounded by his strength as he executed a twist of fait as the ref called for the bell.
I felt Matt pick me up and chuck me back into the ring. "What's going on?" I asked angrily. "It was my brother's who did this to you! Not me! If you didn't want to get hurt you shouldn't have got involved in their match!"
"You could have stopped them and like you said they're you're brothers," Matt said in a low voice to me.
"I did! I stopped them from hurting you more and harming Jeff and you're precious bitch of a girlfriend," I shot back.
"Don't you dare call Lita that," he said heatedly. Matt kicked me in the stomach and I went down, winded. He carried out another twist of fait as Lita climbed up top rope before performing a corkscrew moonsault.
Jeff came running down. Matt and Lita presumed he was here to help them but instead, Jeff ordered them to stop.
Matt refused. "You saw what they did to me earlier and what they might have done to you!"
Jeff took a microphone of one of the stage hands. "It was her brother that beat the living day-light out of you! Not Sam!" Jeff defended. "If you're gonna take it out on anyone take it out of them. When you received that tomb-stone, Sam was out, groggy from a chair-shot! When she realised what had happened she called 'Taker and Kane off. Got Kane to release Lita without them hurting either of us. It's thanks to Sam that you're not in hospital!"
Matt sighed, he knew there was no justifying what he had done and what he might have done. He bent down to my side. I was still out of it. "Come on," he told Jeff as he picked me up and let me support my weight on his shoulder.
Jeff gave the mic back to the stage-hand as he came over. He slumped my arm around his shoulder. He and Matt got me out of the ring with a little help from Amy. Once we were outside the ring, Jeff picked me up and carried me up the ramp with Matt and Amy at his side.
No chance hit and Vince McMahon walked out to be greeted by a wave of boos. He casually strolled down to the ring like only Vince McMahon can. "So that's how you treat the owner of this company is it?" he asked. The crowd retaliated with more boos. "Shut up you stupid people!" Mr. McMahon snapped. "It seems we have a new diva that is causing a stir backstage but we are yet to see her in-ring ability," Vince continued as he passed around the ring. "Sam, came you please come out here?"
My music hit and I walked out. The crowd cheered, I smiled secretly to myself - they liked me! My music cut off and a stagehand handed me a microphone. "Yes Mr. McMahon?" I asked innocently.
"I don't appreciate people turning up in my ring causing a dispute with two of my best superstars and giving another Superstar a concussion! Since you insisted on doing this, you will have a match against Lita later on tonight. The women's title will not be on the line," his music hit again as a triumphant look swallowed his aging face. "Cut the music!" he demanded. "There will be another match tonight . Undertaker vs. Kane!"
A sullen expression was quickly plastered across my face. "But sir-" I protested.
"And Sam - you're going to accompany 'Taker down to the ring."
The crowd roared as No Chance began to play again. I looked like a bus had hit me as Vince walked past me and behind the curtains.
"Surely he can't do this?" JR asked.
"Of course he can. Mr. McMahon can do anything. It's no more then Sam deserves," The King replied, continuing to support Mr. McMahon.
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I walked back into the world of reality, neither Mark nor Glenn was there. 'They must be getting ready for their match,' I thought. I walked towards Glenn's dressing room when I heard someone calling me. I turned around to see Matt, Jeff and Amy. "Hi," I greeted as I walked over to them.
"Hi Babe, you did great out there," Jeff said as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me.
I kissed him back. "Aww, thanks."
"Hey, I'll take it easy on you. Don't want Jeff to look bad since he's been teaching you," Amy joked.
"Like you said, Jeff trained me so there is no need to take it easy, girl!" I joked back.
Jeff pulled me into him. "Am I a good teacher then?"
"Don't get too big headed," I joked, patting Jeff on the face.
"Are you coming with us in the break?" Matt asked, taking the conversation away from wrestling.
I nodded.
"That's wicked! We're going to have such a great time!" Amy virtually screamed hugging me.
"Ssh!" I whispered. I hugged her back. "I won't be able to come if Mark finds out, you'd have to resurrect me first," I joked.
"Oops, sorry," Amy replied, realizing she'd almost told the entire arena.
"It's ok. I've got to go, Mark will be wondering where I am," I hugged Jeff and quickly kissed him.
"See you later babe. Good luck with your matches," Jeff told me as he let go of me.
"You to. Bye," I said as I quickly walked off in search of Mark's dressing room.
.::The Undertaker vs. Kane::.
"Good luck, Sam," Glenn told me as he walked through the curtains to receive a huge ovation from the sold-out crowd.
"I know this is all for the story line but I hate this you verses Glenn me stuck in the middle angle," I moaned to Mark.
"Don't worry about it. I've had to go up against Glenn before and I found it easier being in the ring with him then other people, since we train and travel together and because we're such good friends," Mark explained.
"Yeah, I know but I still hate it," I grumble as the fireworks were let of in the ring.
Mark started up his bike. "Don't worry, just enjoy it," Mark instructed as he rolled out from behind the curtains as his music kicked in at full volume. The fans were unsure of what reactions to greet The Dead Man with some were cheering others booed. As I walked out from behind the curtain about a foot behind the Harley that Mark rode all the booing fans began to cheer. Mark looked shocked with the reaction I had received. Nobody could believe how quick the fans had taken to me.
As the Undertaker and Kane battled it out in the ring, I remained at ringside, occasionally willing on the Undertaker, obeying what Vince McMahon had said earlier. Towards the end of the match, Lita came running down the ramp catching me off guard. She started slapping me, getting in cheap shots. I was unable to defend myself and before I knew what was happening a steel chair was hit off my head. Before anyone knew what was happening both the Undertaker and Kane had left the ring and came to my aid, grabbing Lita and holding her away from me.
I looked at the ramp to see Matt and Jeff standing there, they both came running down but Jeff stayed at the bottom of the ramp. The American Bad Ass shoved Lita towards Kane. Kane caught her as the Undertaker grabbed Matt. He dragged Matt into the ring by his hair as Matt struggled to get free and delivered a last ride.
I stood groggily on my feet, still feeling the effects of the chair-shot. I pulled myself up into the ring and locked eyes with my brother before looking at Matt's lifeless body. "Oh my God, 'Taker what've you done?" I asked loud enough for the camera to hear. The Undertaker just looked at me; his eyes shone as if having just caught his prey and enjoyed tearing it limb from limb. I climbed out of the ring and up to Kane. "Let her go," I told him sternly.
The big red machine did as I asked and released the high-flying diva.
"Go," I instructed her. I knew she wouldn't try anything stupid with both Kane and the Undertaker around. "Matt will be ok, he only took a tomb- stone," I said guessing even though I didn't know what my brother had done to him. "They've got paramedics. Take Jeff with you," I told her as Kane walked to my side.
Lita nodded, to scared to argue. She ran up to Jeff, said something to him and they both left up the ramp.
.::Lita vs. Sam::.
My music hit and I walked out to the ring. The fans were still pumped from before and cheered their lungs out for me. I did my thing at the top of the ramp and then ran down into the ring, sliding in the same way Jeff Hardy does. I warmed up the crowd as Lita's music hit. They gave her a good reception as she walked down the ramp with Matt.
"Look JR! It's Matt!" The King called excitedly. "He's ok after the Undertaker's tomb-stone earlier this evening."
The bell rang and Lita charged at me, but I tripped her. The crowd was cheering for me, I got the feeling at first they were slightly torn between me - the new diva, and Lita - long time Diva, previous women's champion! I got in some pretty good shots and the crowd got more and more behind me.
Lita grabbed me by my hair and began throwing me around the ring as Matt cheered on his girlfriend. I managed to counter Lita's attack. I did a sidewalk-slam before going to the top rope. Just as I was about to execute a moonsault Matt grabbed holt of my neck. I tried to kick him off but was unsuccessful as he lifted me off the turnbuckle and to the outside of the ring. I was left dumbfounded by his strength as he executed a twist of fait as the ref called for the bell.
I felt Matt pick me up and chuck me back into the ring. "What's going on?" I asked angrily. "It was my brother's who did this to you! Not me! If you didn't want to get hurt you shouldn't have got involved in their match!"
"You could have stopped them and like you said they're you're brothers," Matt said in a low voice to me.
"I did! I stopped them from hurting you more and harming Jeff and you're precious bitch of a girlfriend," I shot back.
"Don't you dare call Lita that," he said heatedly. Matt kicked me in the stomach and I went down, winded. He carried out another twist of fait as Lita climbed up top rope before performing a corkscrew moonsault.
Jeff came running down. Matt and Lita presumed he was here to help them but instead, Jeff ordered them to stop.
Matt refused. "You saw what they did to me earlier and what they might have done to you!"
Jeff took a microphone of one of the stage hands. "It was her brother that beat the living day-light out of you! Not Sam!" Jeff defended. "If you're gonna take it out on anyone take it out of them. When you received that tomb-stone, Sam was out, groggy from a chair-shot! When she realised what had happened she called 'Taker and Kane off. Got Kane to release Lita without them hurting either of us. It's thanks to Sam that you're not in hospital!"
Matt sighed, he knew there was no justifying what he had done and what he might have done. He bent down to my side. I was still out of it. "Come on," he told Jeff as he picked me up and let me support my weight on his shoulder.
Jeff gave the mic back to the stage-hand as he came over. He slumped my arm around his shoulder. He and Matt got me out of the ring with a little help from Amy. Once we were outside the ring, Jeff picked me up and carried me up the ramp with Matt and Amy at his side.