Title: Appearances Can Be Deceiving
Author: Luna
Feedback: Always appreciated!
Archive: Full Moon Romper Room, WWEATSBTVS, WWEFanFiction2003, anyone else just ask I'll probably say yes.
Rating: PG-13, for the moment. I, however, reserve the right to up the rating should the need arise!
Pairings: Lilian?
Disclaimer: Vince McMahon owns the WWE. Nothing is being gained from this, except a need to pass the time.
Summary: Someone's got their eye on Lilian will he finally get the courage to ask this lovely Diva out?
Spoilers: None that I'm aware of.
Anything else: Oh we must thank Paulena for this little bit of fun. (This is in response to the second Lilian challenge.) It was her challenge that made the plot bunnies multiply. I'm still not too sure whom I'm going to be pairing Lilian up with but as soon as I know so will you! LOL. I'm using these characters as I see fit. I'm not going to be going against the nature(s) of those involved. At least I hope I'm not. Any comments are welcome as long as they are constructive.
Author's Notes: All your encouragement has meant the world to me. It gave me courage to go on when I didn't think I had the talent. Thank you to everyone that reviewed. YOU'RE THE BEST!
Chapter Four
Nidia snatched her shorts from the blonde. She cocked her own arm back and slapped the announcer, hard. She slapped her hard enough to snap the other woman's head around.
Lilian stood there gaping. Her cheek stung but the thing that kept her frozen in place was the three men that came through the curtain. She couldn't have been more shocked if she'd been told grass was blue.
Her feet moved of their own volition. They carried her to the edge of the ring. Her fear of the advancing hoard had her scrambling into the ring. They followed her like a pack of rabid dogs.
His eyes shot wide and his friends echoed his "Oh shit!" They tore out of the locker room intent on dishing out their own unique brand of justice. They were joined by others and may have looked like a rag tag bunch but they would not let what was happening go.
Kane, Lita, Rob, Rodney, Jazz and Shane Helms all made their way, hopefully to rescue a still in one-piece Lilian. Their footfalls echoed strangely through the hallways as they ran to ring side. The crowd's roar of approval barely registered with the superstars.
The sight that met their eyes filled them with a sense of dread. Test had a handful of Lilian's hair, his finger wagging in her face. Her blue eyes were wide with fear and loathing. Nidia advanced from the other side, her intentions written all over her face, and none of them were good. Chris and William Regal stood guard as the pair humiliated the blonde woman.
On the floor Christian and Trish Stratus waited by the ring. They were there to make sure that no unexpected visitors interrupted what was happening in the ring. Things did not look good for the Raw announcer.
Most of the roster knew why Christian, William, and Nowinski were out there. The blonde beauty had turned them down. She had made it clear that she wasn't interested in any of them and they had taken the rejection very, VERY personally.
Nowinski tapped Test on the shoulder but the older man ignored him. The Harvard grad just shrugged his shoulders. He figured that if Test wanted to get his ass whipped that was the other man's business. He rolled out of the ring and made his exit via the crowd just as Rodney and Jazz made their presence known.
Jazz tapped Nidia's shoulder. The brunette turned angry eyes on the other woman and paled considerably at the face grinning evilly back at her. The African-America beauty landed a wicked right hook. It left the scantily clad Nidia sprawled in the middle of the squared circle. A clubbing blow to her back brought Jazz sharply around and face to face with William Regal.
His thin lips twisted into a cruel smirk as he pulled his arm back. The diva knew enough about the man to know that she couldn't let him land that blow. She threw up her own arms catching his before he could hit her. Her hands slid further back onto his shoulder and brought her knee up to meet his face. The British native crumpled to the mat and Jazz stepped back as Rob rolled into the ring to take over.
The dark skinned diva's eyes landed on Lita as she tried to stave off a very pissed Trish Stratus. Only when the blonde made to kick at the redhead's stomach did she intervene. The unmitigated gall of the women's champion to try and intentionally hurt the pregnant wrestler pissed her off more than anything.
Jazz vaulted over the top rope and landed unerringly onto the bottle blonde bitch. They both fell in an undignified heap to the floor. The African-America woman was the first of the two to recover and she quickly got to her feet. Lita and Jazz proceeded to beat the hell out of the other woman.
Knowing that there was no way to win this fight Trish got to her feet and fled back up the ramp. Her eyes landed on Christian, who was trading blows with Shane Helms and not faring too well. There wasn't really anything at stake here and she couldn't see staying any longer. With a final glare directed at Jazz and Lita the women's champ retreated behind the curtain.
Lilian stood stunned in the ring as she watched Rodney and Kane take turns beating on Test. She was unaware that she had so many friends. Lita she could understand. They were friends outside of work, so by extension she knew why Kane and Shane were out there, but the others were a shock to her.
It wasn't that she was mean or rude to anyone. She just thought that people habitually saw her as part of the furniture, someone they could, and often did, overlook until they had to work with her. This show of support left her speechless, and a little awed.
A gentle hand touched her face. She looked into Lita's concerned eyes, scanned the woman and nodded to herself. "When we saw what was going on we had to come," the wrestler explained.
"I appreciate that," she told the diva.
The redhead put an arm around the announcer and walked her from the ring. The two chattered as they made their way up the ramp. Neither noticed the young man standing in the ring watch forlornly as they disappeared from sight.