NOTE: I don't own any of the WWE superstars. I only own myself/Lady Taker.

Loud bells tolled. That was our cue. Taker and I walked through the curtain.

"Wait here for a minute," Taker instructed me as we stopped, through the curtain but out of the audience's and the camera's view. "I'll signal when it's time for you to join me."

"Ok." I told him.

He slowly walked out to stand in the middle at the top of the ramp. It was extremely dark as his spooky graveyard symphony began to play. He stood there, casting a cold glance around the place and probably making every sane girl in the crowd shiver. He just stood there, surveying them all. Then suddenly, he turned his head my way and held out a gloved hand.

"Remember to walk slow," Batista told me with a smile.

"Thanks, I will," I said, smiling back.

I walked slowly out to join Taker. Taking his hand, I looked up at him as he looked down at me. The whole crowd went silent as they saw the look he gave me. He slowly leaned down and bit my lip. The crowd gasped. Then we started our slow walk down the ramp, hand in hand.

"Introducing the challenger, now coming to the ring, being accompanied by Lady Taker... The Undertaker!" the ring announcer announced.

"Lady Taker?" a ringside commentator repeated, voice full of awe. "So that's who this mysterious young woman is!"

When we reached the ring, he helped me up the steps and we went in the ring together. I stood next to him as he lifted his arms up into the air and rolled his eyes into the back of his head while he snarled at the same time. After that, he leaned down and kissed me for the world to see...

The crowd went crazy! Cameras were going off as they captured our kiss on film.

After the kiss, he slowly removed his hat and jacket, handing them to a man who was conveniently standing outside the ring. Then he put his arm around my waist, pulled me tight to his side, and waited...

It wasn't a long wait. Batista's entrance music hit almost immediately after Taker's music went off. Batista came out all pumped up as usual, flexing his awesome muscles for all to see. He carried his championship belt with pride as he made his way to the ring. Once he came into the ring, he handed the referee his title and the referee briefly held it up in the air before putting it down in a chair outside the ring near the announcer's table. As I left the ring, Taker leaned down and bit my lip again. I smiled at him, running my tongue over my bottom lip. Then I looked at Batista and gave him a sexy little wink behind Taker's back...

The match started off with Taker completely dominating Batista. I mean, he was hitting Batista and it was like Batista wasn't even trying to fight back! But towards the middle of the match, Batista started to retaliate. He got Taker down and set him up for his finishing move.

"No! It can't be!" the ringside announcers exclaimed as Batista did his finishing move on Taker.

Taker was laid out, arms and legs spread out on the mat.

Batista made no attempt to cover him right away. Instead, he walked around the ring, pulling on the ropes and flexing his muscles. Basically, he was playing to the crowd. This worked out perfectly for what Taker, Batista, and I had planned earlier with Vince McMahon. Except, our plan was (dare I say it?) a little more than Vince had said, but then again he had told us to go with the flow on our new storyline, and that's exactly what we were going to do!

I climbed into the ring while Batista was facing the crowd. I crept up behind him and tapped him lightly on the shoulder. I ran a hand up and down one strong arm. He turned around to see who the hell was touching him. When he saw me, he got a menacing look on his face.

"What the hell is Lady Taker doing? Doesn't she know Batista is a dangerous man?" one of the ringside announcers asked.

"I'm sure she knows. Maybe she just doesn't care," the other ringside announcer said.

I backed slowly into a corner of the ring as Batista advanced slowly towards me with a sour expression on his face. He looked very angry and annoyed that I had interrupted his time playing with the fans.

I slowly opened my long leather duster as he stood in front of me, revealing a black bra and matching black underwear (the female boxer kind). Both had Taker's symbol on them.

Batista liked what he saw. His angry look disappeared as I revealed my body to him. His angry look was replaced by one of intense longing and lust. He pressed his body against mine as I stood in the corner of the ring. I leaned up and kissed him softly on his lips. It was a nice, gentle kiss with minimal tongue. The crowd went crazy! I could just hear the cameras going off as they took picture after picture after picture of Batista and me sharing a kiss in the ring.

Batista's job was now to appear to lose control from the powerful lust he was "feeling". He played his part well, leaning down to kiss my neck and putting his arms around me, feeling on my butt and trying to get even closer than he already was.

I looked over Batista's shoulder. Taker sat straight up and all the fans went wild! As Batista kissed my shoulder, Taker got to his feet. I beckoned him over without Batista even knowing he was up. Taker crept silently over to me and Batista and tapped Batista softly on the shoulder.

"Look out!" one fan at ringside called to Batista before he even turned around, but he didn't take heed to the fan's warning.

"What the hell!" Batista exclaimed as he noticed that Taker was up.

Taker immediately knocked him down and I scurried out of the ring and out of harm's way. My job was basically done. I had distracted Batista for long enough for Taker to take the upper hand. A few more hits and two chokeslams later, Taker was ready to bury Batista with a Tombstone Piledriver. He gave him the Tombstone Piledriver, then surprisingly signaled for the Last Ride.

If he hit the Last Ride, it would be all over for Batista!

Taker hit the move, then covered him for the 3 count. The crowd went wild as Taker stood over Batista's unmoving body in the middle of the ring and held up his new championship belt.

I climbed into the ring to congratulate him, but before I could, I had my own business to tend to. With Batista laid flat out on the mat, I walked over to him and knelt down next to him. I ran my fingers through his soft hair, trailed a finger down the side of his face. I crossed my heart and whispered, "Rest in peace, Dave Batista," before leaning down to kiss him lightly on the lips.

Taker laughed a cold, dark laugh as I stood up and took his hand to raise it in victory. He put his arm around me and pulled me to him and kissed me hard. I could taste the blood when the kiss was over. He smiled a cruel smile, rolled his eyes into the back of his head, and stuck his long tongue out. Just to see what the crowd's reaction would be, I licked his tongue.

The noise from the crowd was deafening!

Taker and I left the ring and headed backstage, both of us with a cold sneer on our faces.

We stopped at the top of the ramp one more time to look at Batista lying in the middle of the ring. Then we stepped through the curtains and into the backstage area.

"That was perfect!" Vince McMahon exclaimed. "You two have so much chemistry in the ring! I never expected it to go over this well; the fans are loving it!"

Taker and I looked at each other and smiled.

"I see that the 3 of you made some changes to what we talked about in our meeting," Vince went on.

"Just going with the flow," Taker pointed out.

"I love it! This adlibbed stuff is much better than what we originally planned!" Vince exclaimed. His cell phone rang. He pulled it out and looked at the Caller ID. "I gotta go, I have to take this call," he said, "but that was some performance you all put on out there! How do you think you can top this one?" Then he walked away to talk on his cell phone.

Batista came backstage a little while later. "The crowd loved us!" he gushed.

"They loved her raw sex appeal," Taker said, nodding his head at me.

"You mean the slutty way I kept kissing you both?" I joked.

"Yeah, that," Taker agreed. "And the underwear."

We laughed and headed to our locker rooms, talking about the match. I couldn't believe my debut had been so awesome. The fans loved me!

It was fun writing this chapter! I have some vague ideas for the next chapter but I haven't really decided what to write yet.