New WM match! oh and this is when Kurt Angle pulled that stunt off in Philly...where he has his double. cept i changed the time fram a little, I made this three days before WM so yuh. Plz R&R

Chapter 18

The Long Road to Wrestlemania

"I don't care whose fault this was, just get it sorted! And could someone please bring me something deep fat fried and smothered in chocolate..." Melanie said helplessly. Three days before the biggest event in sports entertainment, Wrestlemania, and chaos flooded the arena in San Jose California. Last minute papers had to be filled, Wrestlers had to confirm their matches. Melanie was left in charge while Stephanie took a personal night off. Melanie looked down. There was a bright pink thong on the floor. She picked it up with her pen.

"Who's is this?" She screamed over the noise. Everyone looked up. Some simply shook their heads, while others snickered. Chris emerged from the crowd.

" I know who that belongs to. I'll bring it back." He said smiling. Melanie groaned.

"You didn't take one of the divas thongs again did you?" She asked. Chris snatched the thong.

"Um... that's... not mine..." He said. He carefully placed it on his head and paraded around the hallway with it on. Melanie rubbed her forehead.

"I hate Thursdays."

"Got a minute?" Brock said from behind her. She turned around to see Brock in his usual gym clothes.

"Brock? What are you doing? You have a match against Kurt Angle tonight for the title!" Melanie shrieked. Brock nodded and headed towards his dressing room. Minutes later her cell phone rang.

"HELLO!" Mel cried into the receiver. A mans voice came through the other end.

"Err, Melanie? It's Bischoff." He said. Melanie exhaled.

"Hi Mr. Bischoff. What can I do for you?" She said quietly. Eric cleared his throat.

"Don't really know if you've, uh, noticed. But Wrestlemania is 3 days away." He stammered. Melanie took the phone away from her ear and looked around. Chris was running around the hallway with Torrie Wilson in hot pursuit to get her thong off his head. He knocked down several people carrying important documents; coffee was flying all over the place. Brock peaked his head out of the locker room door.

"Mel? Have you seen my black trunks?" He asked as Chris stumbled and fell in front of him. Torrie caught up to him, ripped her thong off his head and began beating him with her high-heeled shoe.

"You…stupid…little…asshole!" She screamed pounding at his skull. Melanie returned to her phone.

"Yeah…I've noticed." She said sarcastically. Bischoff continued.

"Well, the stage is set for the greatest show in sports entertainment…except for one thing." He said. Mel sighed.

"What's that?" She asked.

"Melanie," Eric started, " I'm going to be blunt. You have a match at Wrestlemania against Jazz." There was pause. She cleared her throat.

" Well, sir. That is blunt. Ok…ok I think I can do this. 3 days before hand." She said unreassuringly. Eric cackled on the other end.

"Great! I'll tell Jazz you accept. Oh and by the way, it's for the WWE Women's Championship. Bye!" and with that he hung up the phone, leaving Melanie stunned as Chris continued screaming for mercy.

"Women's title huh?" Brock said as he strapped on his boots. Melanie shook her head.

"Don't worry about me. Worry about your title shot tonight. And if for some reason, you loose, you have a second chance on Sunday at Wrestlemania" Brock nodded. The two headed down to the gorilla position together.

"This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the WWE championship!" The announcer said over the microphone. The crowd roared in approval. Kurt Angle's music hit as he came out to a flood of boo's and jeers. Kurt was wearing his signature red workout jacket with a hood over his head. He slowly entered the ring, walked to the corner, got on one knee and put his head down on the middle turnbuckle with his hands folded. He looked as if he was praying.

"Dead man walking" Tazz commented. The lights went down and the arena went pitch black for a moment. Brock's music hit as he and Melanie entered the ring. Brock grinned and acknowledged the crowd as he walked down the ramp. Melanie stared into the dark ring. She spotted two shadowed figured in the ring. She glanced at Brock in the corner of her eye. He didn't seem to be paying attention. She looked back at the ring and blinked. A silhouette of Kurt Angle on one knee in the corner was the only thing in the ring as the arena lights went back on a few moments later.

Brock's mood changed as he entered the ring. He stared at Kurt, who was still in the corner with his hood over his head. He got up on the apron and stared at him. This was his chance to get back at Kurt and to finally become champion again. Brock looked down at Melanie. She had her hair down and was wearing a light blue skirt and a white tank top. She felt his eyes on her and looked up at Brock. She was beaming at him, smiling. Brock felt a wave of confidence wash over him. He stepped into the ring and charged at Kurt. Brock manhandled him, throwing him around. He lifted him up for the F-5. Melanie cheered, but stopped when Kurt's hood fell slightly, revealing his face.

"Brock! No…stop!" Melanie shouted over the cheering crowd. Brock slammed him onto the mat and looked at Melanie. He crawled over to her.

"What? What is it?" Brock asked. Melanie looked at the referee and lowered her voice.

"That's not Kurt." She whispered. "I don't know who that is…but it's not Kurt. You can't pin him." Brock looked at the fallen body that he thought was Kurt Angle and looked back at Melanie.

"Are you sure?" He asked. Melanie nodded. He turned around and went over to the body. It sprang up and delivered the Angle slam, catching Brock off guard. He went for the pin.

1…2…3

The match was over. He removed his hood revealing that it was in fact, Kurt Angle. Kurt quickly exited the ring.

"What did I just see here…were there just two Kurt Angles?" Tazz asked. Michael Cole shook his head as the titan tron did an instant replay. It showed Kurt Angle just before Brock entered the ring. He moved from his spot in the darkness while another, dressed exactly like him, took his place. Melanie exhaled. That's what she noticed. Kurt got someone to act as a decoy to distract Brock. When Brock went over to Melanie, Kurt switched back so he was able to pull off the stunt. Brock slammed his fist on the mat as Melanie shook her head in defeat.

Just then, the decoy Kurt Angle was crawling away. Brock spotted him and seized him before he could get away. Melanie recognized him as Kurt Angle's brother, Eric. In his fury, Brock lifted him up and executed the F-5. Melanie sighed and walked over to Brock slowly. He didn't look at her; he was gazing at Kurt who was grinning from ear to ear. He had narrowly escaped loosing his title and a fair fight against Brock Lesnar. He made his way to the back, sulking, with Melanie keeping her distance behind him.

Uh oh... yea. you'll see. R&R