A/N: Another new one. Go us!
Chapter One
"Holy hell, JR! Christy just inadvertently knocked out the ref!" King shouted as Christy stood up, eyes wide. She covered her mouth with her hands as Trish quickly moved out of the ring, grabbing her title belt. Christy turned to face the blonde Diva as she swung it at her. Christy ducked just in time, earning a frustrated yell from Trish. Just as Trish was preparing to attack Christy once more, the crowd began to cheer loudly. Trish turned to see an unnamed Diva run through the WrestleMania 21 crowd. Quickly, she moved over the barrier and slid into the ring. The raven-haired girl smirked. Trish looked at her in confusion, looking at her as if she were just some random fan from the audience.
The look didn't last long, though. The girl kicked Trish hard in the stomach before picking her up and powerbombing her. She quickly motioned for Christy to cover Trish, and for Lita to wake the ref as she slipped through the crowd. Upon reaching an entrance to the backstage area, she heard Christy's music play, and Lillian announce her as the new Women's Champion. A cameraman followed her through the backstage area. She quickly made her way to Eric Bischoff's office. Without even knocking, she barged in. Eric looked up, and upon seeing who it was, grinned.
"Christy won the title. Good job." Eric said.
"No problem, Daddy dearest. Now, about the other part of our deal…" She grinned.
"I'm a step ahead of you, Karisma. You'll have a match against Gene Snitsky at Backlash next month, with a special referee..."
"And who might that special referee be?" Karisma asked innocently.
"None other than me, of course." Eric smirked. "If you win that match, Kane will be forced to divorce Lita." The two began to laugh as the angle faded to black.
The camera flashed onto Lita and Christy, who were approaching Bischoff's office. Karisma was leaving the office just as the two red-headed Divas were approaching it. She blew a kiss at them, grinning afterwards, before walking off in the other direction. Lita and Christy glanced at one another before making their way inside.
"Well, hello ladies. What can I do for you?" Eric asked the two women.
"Uh, you can tell us who the hell that was." Lita said.
"That would be my daughter, Karisma. Oh, and I've got some good news for you." He said. She walked over, slammed her hand on his desk, and bent over, slanting her eyes.
"What is it, Eric?" She asked in annoyance.
"Well, Karisma will be wrestling Snitsky at Backlash next month. I will be the special referee. If Karisma wins, Kane will be forced to divorce you." Lita looked at him with her mouth open wide.
"Oh my God! Do you know what this means! You can go after…you know who!" Christy shrieked. Lita nodded wordlessly.
"Th…th…thank you, Mr. Bischoff." Lita said in a sort of dazed voice. With that, the two Divas left the office.
Snitsky grinned. He had been listening to both conversations from around the corner of Eric's office.
'Perfect,' He thought. 'Lita will be mine after Backlash.' The tall man chuckled to himself as he walked off towards his locker room.
