A/N: Please e-mail me at XkIlLmSaMeRiCaXcs.com if you have any questions
about this chapter. It is a little confusing. I know Smackdown is filmed on
Tuesdays, but in my story, it's live on Thursdays.
Paul Heyman had walked into the ring, after the Undertaker had beaten Chris Benoit to a bloody pulp. He signaled for a microphone, and began to speak. "Taker, well done. Congradulations on winning your match," Heyman said, but Taker glared at him and started to walk away. "Don't you walk away from me Taker. I have a , heh, surprise for you." Taker turned around and glared at Heyman. He got up right in his face. "Undertaker, don't you dare do anything stupid. Some one wants to talk to you. She wants to join us, and she wants you to work with me. You know who that is Taker?" he said with an evil grin. "Your daughter, Trinity! Come on out here."
Trinity took a deep breath as she walked out onto the stage and down the ramp. Guys were whistling at her, and she couldn't help but crack a small smile. She walked into the ring, as Paul Heyman held the ropes for her. King was ranting on and on about her 'puppies' and "how is she related to that monster?" She stood in the ring, with a cocky grin on her face. "Trinity, darling, why don't you tell dear old dad, why you're here tonight?" Paul said after a minute or so. He handed her the microphone and she said, "Well, Dad, the reason I'm supposed to be here, is to get you to cooperate with Mr. Heyman here. But I changed my mind." Heyman's face went from smug and cocky to shocked and pissed. Paul grabbed another microphone. "We had a deal! You promised you'd tame him for me!" Hayman shrieked. "Well Paul, you see... I lied!" she answered back. "Here's the thing. Dad, you are selling out. I mean, come on. You could take out those stupid Dudley Boyz with both hands behind your back. Just beat their asses, get Bearer, and that's that," "You little bitch! You cheated me!" Paul screamed. Trinity went to slap Heyman in the face, but he caught her wrist. He pushed her down onto the ground, and Taker walked up right in his face. Heyman backed up into the turnbuckle, but before Taker could do anything, the Dudleyz ran out.
Set up
Ramp I------------------------I U=UNdertaker
I T D PI P=Heyman
I B U I B=Bubba
I I D=D-von
I I T=Trinity
I I
I I
I------------------------I
They pulled Taker back and reminded him of Bearer. Taker just stood there, glaring. Neither of the Dudleyz were facing Trinity, and when they turned around to 'teach her a lesson' she was positioned on the turnbuckle. When D- von turned around, she leaped off and gave him a hurrracaranna. She got up and D- von sat there in shock. When she turned around, Bubba was right in her face. She went to chick kick him, but he caught her foot. "D-von... Get the tables!" Bubba yelled, still holding Trinity. He pushed her onto the ground by her forehead. Taker almost lunged, but then Heyman, once again, reminded him of Paul Bearer. So he had no choice but to just watch his daughter get thrown through a table. D-von had set the table up near one of the turnbuckles. He held Trinity while Bubba climbed onto the turnbuckle. But before he could lift her onto Bubba's shoulders, out cane the Hardy Boyz. D-von let Trinity go and started a fist fight with Jeff, while Matt and Bubba fought. "Get them Taker!" Heyman screamed. Taker stood there for a minute, and then turned to Heyman. Heyman had a pleading look on his face, and Taker grabbed him by the throat. The fight between the tag teams had gone outside the ring, and when Matt and Jeff were both down for a minute, Bubba and D-von had climbed back in the ring. "Don't you dare," Bubba said to Taker, "Or You'll never see your friend Paul again." Taker let Heyman go, and stormed out of the ring. Trinity had walked over to Jeff, with Matt, to make sure he was okay. She gave a disappointed look at her dad as she watched him walk into the back. Then she and the Hardyz made their way to the back.
When they reached the back, Trinity was grinning and bouncing up and down. Her dad was waiting back there. She ran up and hugged him. "You were great," he said. "Yeah, we saw you on the moniter in the back before we came out. You hit that hurracaranna perfectly," Jeff said. "Oh my God! That was awesome!" Amy yelled as she ran over and hugged her friend. "Trinity, that was wonderful," Eric Bischoff said as he walked over to the girl. "The male fans really seemed to respond to you well." "Yeah, we might have to change that," Mark said, with a smirk. Trinity rolled her eyes, smiled, and said, "Thanks Mr. Bischoff." "I want you to accompany Jeff to ringside on Thursday night. He's going to have a match against D-von. We're going to have Bubba come out, after you distract D-von and he loses, and they're going to 3-D you through a table." Trinity and Jeff nodded. "Matt, you and Amy are going to be against Trish and Christian in an inter-gender tag match. Mark, you'll have the night off from wrestling, but we're going to shoot you and Heyman backstage. And then you have the match against the Dudleyz at the Great American Bash. Keep up the good work guys," Eric said, and walked off.
"Hey Trinity." She turned around to see the voice belonged to Randy Orton. She was sitting in the hotel lobby, waiting for Amy to come back with their keys. They had gone straight to the arena, instead of stopping at the hotel first. "Hey Randy," Trinity said with a sweet smile. "You were great out there tonight," he said. "Thanks," she responded. Then there was a short, awkward silence. "So, Trinity, if you're not busy, do you wanna maybe go see a movie on Thursday after the show?" Randy asked, breaking the silence. "Um, sure why not. What do you want to see?" she asked. Randy shrugged and said, "Whatever." 'It's not like we'll be watching the movie anyway,' he thought to himself. "Well, I would say King Arthur, but I already promised someone I'd see that with them, so how about The Notebook? I really like that Ryan Gosling," she said, somewhat uncomfortably. "Sure," he replied. "I'll wait for you outside the Women's locker room," and walked off. Amy then walked up. "You're going out with him?" she asked, a surprised look on her face. "Yeah, why not. He's seems nice enough," Trinity replied. "Besides, it's just a movie." Amy smirked, "Yeah, a romantic movie. I dunno Trin, he seems like a creep to me." They went up to their room with shopping bags full of chips and soda. Matt, Jeff, Shane, Shannon, Chris Irvine (Y2J), Adam Copeland(Edge), and Paul London were all coming to their room to hang out. It was already late, but they didn't have to be at the next town till Wednesday, so they decided to just party all night.
Paul Heyman had walked into the ring, after the Undertaker had beaten Chris Benoit to a bloody pulp. He signaled for a microphone, and began to speak. "Taker, well done. Congradulations on winning your match," Heyman said, but Taker glared at him and started to walk away. "Don't you walk away from me Taker. I have a , heh, surprise for you." Taker turned around and glared at Heyman. He got up right in his face. "Undertaker, don't you dare do anything stupid. Some one wants to talk to you. She wants to join us, and she wants you to work with me. You know who that is Taker?" he said with an evil grin. "Your daughter, Trinity! Come on out here."
Trinity took a deep breath as she walked out onto the stage and down the ramp. Guys were whistling at her, and she couldn't help but crack a small smile. She walked into the ring, as Paul Heyman held the ropes for her. King was ranting on and on about her 'puppies' and "how is she related to that monster?" She stood in the ring, with a cocky grin on her face. "Trinity, darling, why don't you tell dear old dad, why you're here tonight?" Paul said after a minute or so. He handed her the microphone and she said, "Well, Dad, the reason I'm supposed to be here, is to get you to cooperate with Mr. Heyman here. But I changed my mind." Heyman's face went from smug and cocky to shocked and pissed. Paul grabbed another microphone. "We had a deal! You promised you'd tame him for me!" Hayman shrieked. "Well Paul, you see... I lied!" she answered back. "Here's the thing. Dad, you are selling out. I mean, come on. You could take out those stupid Dudley Boyz with both hands behind your back. Just beat their asses, get Bearer, and that's that," "You little bitch! You cheated me!" Paul screamed. Trinity went to slap Heyman in the face, but he caught her wrist. He pushed her down onto the ground, and Taker walked up right in his face. Heyman backed up into the turnbuckle, but before Taker could do anything, the Dudleyz ran out.
Set up
Ramp I------------------------I U=UNdertaker
I T D PI P=Heyman
I B U I B=Bubba
I I D=D-von
I I T=Trinity
I I
I I
I------------------------I
They pulled Taker back and reminded him of Bearer. Taker just stood there, glaring. Neither of the Dudleyz were facing Trinity, and when they turned around to 'teach her a lesson' she was positioned on the turnbuckle. When D- von turned around, she leaped off and gave him a hurrracaranna. She got up and D- von sat there in shock. When she turned around, Bubba was right in her face. She went to chick kick him, but he caught her foot. "D-von... Get the tables!" Bubba yelled, still holding Trinity. He pushed her onto the ground by her forehead. Taker almost lunged, but then Heyman, once again, reminded him of Paul Bearer. So he had no choice but to just watch his daughter get thrown through a table. D-von had set the table up near one of the turnbuckles. He held Trinity while Bubba climbed onto the turnbuckle. But before he could lift her onto Bubba's shoulders, out cane the Hardy Boyz. D-von let Trinity go and started a fist fight with Jeff, while Matt and Bubba fought. "Get them Taker!" Heyman screamed. Taker stood there for a minute, and then turned to Heyman. Heyman had a pleading look on his face, and Taker grabbed him by the throat. The fight between the tag teams had gone outside the ring, and when Matt and Jeff were both down for a minute, Bubba and D-von had climbed back in the ring. "Don't you dare," Bubba said to Taker, "Or You'll never see your friend Paul again." Taker let Heyman go, and stormed out of the ring. Trinity had walked over to Jeff, with Matt, to make sure he was okay. She gave a disappointed look at her dad as she watched him walk into the back. Then she and the Hardyz made their way to the back.
When they reached the back, Trinity was grinning and bouncing up and down. Her dad was waiting back there. She ran up and hugged him. "You were great," he said. "Yeah, we saw you on the moniter in the back before we came out. You hit that hurracaranna perfectly," Jeff said. "Oh my God! That was awesome!" Amy yelled as she ran over and hugged her friend. "Trinity, that was wonderful," Eric Bischoff said as he walked over to the girl. "The male fans really seemed to respond to you well." "Yeah, we might have to change that," Mark said, with a smirk. Trinity rolled her eyes, smiled, and said, "Thanks Mr. Bischoff." "I want you to accompany Jeff to ringside on Thursday night. He's going to have a match against D-von. We're going to have Bubba come out, after you distract D-von and he loses, and they're going to 3-D you through a table." Trinity and Jeff nodded. "Matt, you and Amy are going to be against Trish and Christian in an inter-gender tag match. Mark, you'll have the night off from wrestling, but we're going to shoot you and Heyman backstage. And then you have the match against the Dudleyz at the Great American Bash. Keep up the good work guys," Eric said, and walked off.
"Hey Trinity." She turned around to see the voice belonged to Randy Orton. She was sitting in the hotel lobby, waiting for Amy to come back with their keys. They had gone straight to the arena, instead of stopping at the hotel first. "Hey Randy," Trinity said with a sweet smile. "You were great out there tonight," he said. "Thanks," she responded. Then there was a short, awkward silence. "So, Trinity, if you're not busy, do you wanna maybe go see a movie on Thursday after the show?" Randy asked, breaking the silence. "Um, sure why not. What do you want to see?" she asked. Randy shrugged and said, "Whatever." 'It's not like we'll be watching the movie anyway,' he thought to himself. "Well, I would say King Arthur, but I already promised someone I'd see that with them, so how about The Notebook? I really like that Ryan Gosling," she said, somewhat uncomfortably. "Sure," he replied. "I'll wait for you outside the Women's locker room," and walked off. Amy then walked up. "You're going out with him?" she asked, a surprised look on her face. "Yeah, why not. He's seems nice enough," Trinity replied. "Besides, it's just a movie." Amy smirked, "Yeah, a romantic movie. I dunno Trin, he seems like a creep to me." They went up to their room with shopping bags full of chips and soda. Matt, Jeff, Shane, Shannon, Chris Irvine (Y2J), Adam Copeland(Edge), and Paul London were all coming to their room to hang out. It was already late, but they didn't have to be at the next town till Wednesday, so they decided to just party all night.