The New Diva
John stumbled back and almost fell, but the ropes caught him. He bounced back, and Brock tried to hit him, but John ducked. Destiny jumped up and cheered out of relief. John looked over at her and smiled. She was so cute. John turned his attention back at his opponent, and punched him in him in the face once Brock came back at him.
Brock backed up, and John hit him again. He noticed the way Brock's head went snapping back. He suddenly liked the way it felt to be in control. He punched Brock in the face over and over again until Brock fell onto the floor. John jumped on top of him and began slugging him over and over in the face. Soon John's knuckle became bloody because of Brock's face. His face was busted open on the forehead, and John smiled.
John grabbed him by the hair and pushed him in the ropes. He clotheslined Brock and did the 5-Knuckle- Shuffle. Brock just laid flat on the floor when John picked him up and got ready for the F-U. He landed the F-U perfectly and went down for the pin.
"1...........2............3!" The ref. called.
"And our winner, and U.S Champion, John Cena!" Lillian shouted, and tried to raise his hand. John pushed her hand away, a little too fiercely I might add, and she stumbled back. Destiny jumped in the ring and her eyes were filled with awareness. It was as if she had known how to handle the entire situation. She ran up to John and put her arms around his neck.
"What's wrong?" She said, quietly.
"Nothing!" John screamed, not pushing her away, but looking down.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Destiny picked his head up and looked him squarely in the eye.
"Look, can we just go? I'll tell you later!" John screamed, suddenly getting angry.
"Okay, John, whatever you'd like." Her voice got very quiet and sad, and she walked back, barely making a noise in the echoing ring. John had been turning away, and looking down, but when Destiny had done that his eyes jerked up to her face, and softened a great deal. He went to walk up to her, but she just walked away quickly, went down the stairs and walked up the ramp with John following behind.
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"Uh-Oh. Did you see that, Hope?" Faith asked, her voice filled with worry.
"Um..If I say no does that mean it never happened?" Hope said, always trying to look on the bright side.
"Oh, Hope, girl, I wish that were so. I think he hasn't changed yet."
"We already knew that though. We just weren't sure to what extent it went to."
"Oh, you're right. I hope that Destiny can change all of this."
"Have Faith, Faith. After all, that is you're name."
"Ooh, girl, you better hope I don't take offense to that, Hope."
"Oh, Faith, puh-lease! You wont." The girls both laughed, but it was only because they were so nervous.
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"Dest, I'm so sorry, please talk to me!" John asked, grabbing her arm once the locker room door was shut.
"Why? Are you sure you want snap at me?"
"Dest, I said I was sorry for that!"
"So? I hope you aren't starting with this shit again."
"Again? What are you talking about?"
"Oh, shit! Nothing...." Destiny said, getting nervous.
"Um........Care to elaborate on that?" John said, getting curious.
"Not really."
"Too damn bad. What's up with you?"
"What's up with me? What's up with me? Don't you dare ask that. You don't have the right to. I'm the one who should be able to ask that!"
"Whatever. Nothing is wrong with me!"
"Oh....." Destiny started, fiercely, but was interrupted when someone knocked on the door.
"Um, who is it?"
"Paul!" The voice from outside screamed.
"Oh, great, it's big mouth!" Destiny mumbled. John couldn't help, but laugh. I can't be mad at her. She's too cute!
"I heard that!" Paul said, opening the door.
"Oh. I didn't think you could," Destiny said, rolling her eyes, crossing her arms across her chest, and looking away.
"You know, young lady, I'm tired of this sarcasm that's just dripping from your voice," Paul said, a weird look crossing his face.
"Really? Sorry about that, I'll stop, eh?" Destiny chuckled and John looked back and forth from Paul to Destiny. He didn't like what he assumed was going to happen next.
"Yeah, you'd better, Miss!"
"Yeah, okay! Or what, Mr. Bossman?"
"Or else!"
"Or else what?"
"Or else I'll put you in a match right now."
"Hmm...against who might I ask?"
"I'm glad you asked that."
"Um, okay, who, dare I ask again?"
"Against.....Against....well, against two people."
"Um, a handy capped match?" Destiny asked, a little worried.
"Yeah! Is Miss Thing worried?"
"Ha. No! I'm just curious as to whom I'm fighting against."
"Well, I know who you are fighting against, and don't worry about it. Just know to be prepared."
"Whatever!"
"Yeah, you won't be saying whatever when you see your opponents!" With that, he turned, and walked out of their locker room, laughing all the way. *********~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~******************~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Okay, you two, you'll be fighting tonight!" Paul screamed.
"Ha. Yeah, against who?" One of the women Paul was talking to said.
"Well, let's just say you don't have to worry tonight."
"Oh, really? Why would that be, Mr. Heyman?" the other diva said.
"It's going to be a handicapped match. You two will be together against one, lonely girl. There's no way that you could lose."
"Ha...We wouldn't lose if we were fighting that mystery lady alone," The first woman stated, chuckling.
"Okay," and with that Paul walked out of the locker room, thinking he was pure genius. **************************~~~~~~~~~~~~*********************
"Damn him! Couldn't he tell I was talking to you?" Destiny roared at John.
"He knew, but he doesn't care. He's the boss of Smack Down, and his head is so full of shit that he doesn't consider anyone else," John said gently, trying to calm her down for her match.
"Whatever. Will you be here after my match?"
"Of course. I was actually going to come down and watch the match if you didn't mind."
"No, why would I mind?" Destiny said, suddenly being aware of something that clicked into her mind as his tone got really soft.
"I don't know."
"Well, lets go. It's time for the match."
"Yeah. Come on, and don't worry. You're tough and can handle whoever it is."
"I know, John, I know," Destiny said softly, reaching for his hand, He held it tight, squeezed it, and then lightened his grasp. ~~~~~~~~~~~*************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*********
Michael Cole: Well, let's get ready for this match up, Tazz.
Tazz: Yeah, I wonder whom Destiny will be fighting against.
Michael Cole: I don't whom, but let's find out.
Destiny's music hit. She was still using Taking Over Me by Evanescence. She walked out hand in hand will John.
Cole: Don't they make a cute couple?
Tazz: Yeah....Anyway, we'll find out who Destiny's opponents are right after the break!
John stumbled back and almost fell, but the ropes caught him. He bounced back, and Brock tried to hit him, but John ducked. Destiny jumped up and cheered out of relief. John looked over at her and smiled. She was so cute. John turned his attention back at his opponent, and punched him in him in the face once Brock came back at him.
Brock backed up, and John hit him again. He noticed the way Brock's head went snapping back. He suddenly liked the way it felt to be in control. He punched Brock in the face over and over again until Brock fell onto the floor. John jumped on top of him and began slugging him over and over in the face. Soon John's knuckle became bloody because of Brock's face. His face was busted open on the forehead, and John smiled.
John grabbed him by the hair and pushed him in the ropes. He clotheslined Brock and did the 5-Knuckle- Shuffle. Brock just laid flat on the floor when John picked him up and got ready for the F-U. He landed the F-U perfectly and went down for the pin.
"1...........2............3!" The ref. called.
"And our winner, and U.S Champion, John Cena!" Lillian shouted, and tried to raise his hand. John pushed her hand away, a little too fiercely I might add, and she stumbled back. Destiny jumped in the ring and her eyes were filled with awareness. It was as if she had known how to handle the entire situation. She ran up to John and put her arms around his neck.
"What's wrong?" She said, quietly.
"Nothing!" John screamed, not pushing her away, but looking down.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Destiny picked his head up and looked him squarely in the eye.
"Look, can we just go? I'll tell you later!" John screamed, suddenly getting angry.
"Okay, John, whatever you'd like." Her voice got very quiet and sad, and she walked back, barely making a noise in the echoing ring. John had been turning away, and looking down, but when Destiny had done that his eyes jerked up to her face, and softened a great deal. He went to walk up to her, but she just walked away quickly, went down the stairs and walked up the ramp with John following behind.
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"Uh-Oh. Did you see that, Hope?" Faith asked, her voice filled with worry.
"Um..If I say no does that mean it never happened?" Hope said, always trying to look on the bright side.
"Oh, Hope, girl, I wish that were so. I think he hasn't changed yet."
"We already knew that though. We just weren't sure to what extent it went to."
"Oh, you're right. I hope that Destiny can change all of this."
"Have Faith, Faith. After all, that is you're name."
"Ooh, girl, you better hope I don't take offense to that, Hope."
"Oh, Faith, puh-lease! You wont." The girls both laughed, but it was only because they were so nervous.
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"Dest, I'm so sorry, please talk to me!" John asked, grabbing her arm once the locker room door was shut.
"Why? Are you sure you want snap at me?"
"Dest, I said I was sorry for that!"
"So? I hope you aren't starting with this shit again."
"Again? What are you talking about?"
"Oh, shit! Nothing...." Destiny said, getting nervous.
"Um........Care to elaborate on that?" John said, getting curious.
"Not really."
"Too damn bad. What's up with you?"
"What's up with me? What's up with me? Don't you dare ask that. You don't have the right to. I'm the one who should be able to ask that!"
"Whatever. Nothing is wrong with me!"
"Oh....." Destiny started, fiercely, but was interrupted when someone knocked on the door.
"Um, who is it?"
"Paul!" The voice from outside screamed.
"Oh, great, it's big mouth!" Destiny mumbled. John couldn't help, but laugh. I can't be mad at her. She's too cute!
"I heard that!" Paul said, opening the door.
"Oh. I didn't think you could," Destiny said, rolling her eyes, crossing her arms across her chest, and looking away.
"You know, young lady, I'm tired of this sarcasm that's just dripping from your voice," Paul said, a weird look crossing his face.
"Really? Sorry about that, I'll stop, eh?" Destiny chuckled and John looked back and forth from Paul to Destiny. He didn't like what he assumed was going to happen next.
"Yeah, you'd better, Miss!"
"Yeah, okay! Or what, Mr. Bossman?"
"Or else!"
"Or else what?"
"Or else I'll put you in a match right now."
"Hmm...against who might I ask?"
"I'm glad you asked that."
"Um, okay, who, dare I ask again?"
"Against.....Against....well, against two people."
"Um, a handy capped match?" Destiny asked, a little worried.
"Yeah! Is Miss Thing worried?"
"Ha. No! I'm just curious as to whom I'm fighting against."
"Well, I know who you are fighting against, and don't worry about it. Just know to be prepared."
"Whatever!"
"Yeah, you won't be saying whatever when you see your opponents!" With that, he turned, and walked out of their locker room, laughing all the way. *********~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~******************~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Okay, you two, you'll be fighting tonight!" Paul screamed.
"Ha. Yeah, against who?" One of the women Paul was talking to said.
"Well, let's just say you don't have to worry tonight."
"Oh, really? Why would that be, Mr. Heyman?" the other diva said.
"It's going to be a handicapped match. You two will be together against one, lonely girl. There's no way that you could lose."
"Ha...We wouldn't lose if we were fighting that mystery lady alone," The first woman stated, chuckling.
"Okay," and with that Paul walked out of the locker room, thinking he was pure genius. **************************~~~~~~~~~~~~*********************
"Damn him! Couldn't he tell I was talking to you?" Destiny roared at John.
"He knew, but he doesn't care. He's the boss of Smack Down, and his head is so full of shit that he doesn't consider anyone else," John said gently, trying to calm her down for her match.
"Whatever. Will you be here after my match?"
"Of course. I was actually going to come down and watch the match if you didn't mind."
"No, why would I mind?" Destiny said, suddenly being aware of something that clicked into her mind as his tone got really soft.
"I don't know."
"Well, lets go. It's time for the match."
"Yeah. Come on, and don't worry. You're tough and can handle whoever it is."
"I know, John, I know," Destiny said softly, reaching for his hand, He held it tight, squeezed it, and then lightened his grasp. ~~~~~~~~~~~*************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*********
Michael Cole: Well, let's get ready for this match up, Tazz.
Tazz: Yeah, I wonder whom Destiny will be fighting against.
Michael Cole: I don't whom, but let's find out.
Destiny's music hit. She was still using Taking Over Me by Evanescence. She walked out hand in hand will John.
Cole: Don't they make a cute couple?
Tazz: Yeah....Anyway, we'll find out who Destiny's opponents are right after the break!