-1DISCLAIMER:

I'm only going to say this once cuz I would hate to restate this over and over for every new chapter. I do NOT own anything with the exception of one character by the name of Vic of Fury. I do not own WWE or anyone associated to them.

Author's note:

Hey, this is my first stab at fan fiction so I'm not entirely sure what I'm doing. I don't know that much about wrestling because I'm only now getting back into it. ( I used to watch it when I was younger when there was generation x, the rock and china…so yea forgive me for my lack of knowledge. But feel free to help me out if you wish but pleaz, if you hate it don't send me any messages that you do, cuz it will only be a waste of your time and mine. Now in this story, wrestling is real, and so are the storylines, even though I probably don't know much of them. There will be foul language and a possibility of sexual content though I haven't fully decided on that yet, but I will make sure there is a warning if I do for those of you who aren't into those things. And of course there is violence, duh, I mean it IS wrestling!

HELL HATH NO FURY

Chapter One: I'm getting out soon

(No one's point of view)

"I know none of you are very happy with me right now, what with calling this meeting at the last minute," Vince McMahon paused, listening to the various groans emanating from some of the wrestlers scattered around the ring, " but I have some news I want to share with you all. I have a friend, who happens to be a warden here in Utah, and he introduced me to someone I believe has the potential to due well in-"

Vince was interrupted by dozens of security guards filing into the arena, one posted at every possible exit, each of them carrying some sort of weapon. One man made his decent down the ramp heading straight towards Vince, who met him half way only to talk in whispered tones. By now all the wrestles were in a frenzy trying to guess what the hell was going on… Then, there was silence.

Everyone remained quiet as their attention was focused on the young woman being escorted down the ramp by four guards. She had on the usual bright orange prison uniform, only the materials to form the sleeves and pants had been torn off, and she had cuffs chained around her wrists and ankles.

Compared to her captures, she was extremely small, barely reaching their chest at full height. As she was escorted down the ramp, she held her head high , while her long black her swung in a braid that reached her waist.

The murmurs began again as soon as McMahon started to make his way back to the center of the ring. " It seems my guests came earlier as I expected them to. I'd like you all to meet inmate 7935 of the Las Vegas Women's Correctional Facility, otherwise known as Vic…" he motioned to the woman who was now being released of her hand and ankle cuffs only to be escorted into the ring. "She will be joining us as a WWE Diva as soon as she's finished her sentence, which is in three weeks roughly… Now, I thought that since we were in town, she could get a first hand experience of what it will be like when she begins working with us. So, would anyone like to be the first to step into the ring with Fury?"

" ' Fury?'" Vic questioned with a raised eyebrow. Some of the wrestlers look at her funny, it was the first time she had spoken a word since she had arrived.

"Yes, I'm afraid there's already a diva that goes by Victoria. So, we had to come up come up with a nickname for you. After talking to some of your fellow inmates, the name seemed to suit you, especially after I found out the reason why you were sentenced to prison in the first place. Haven't you heard of the Furies from Greek mythology?" She nodded. " Well, that's how we came up with the nickname Fury… it was that or Inmate" he finished.

"Whatever…" was her only response.

"So," Vince continued, " who would like to welcome Fury with her first official wrestling match… Girls, would any of you like to have the honor?"

" I will…" a woman with red/black, short hair said, while making her way to the center of the ring. Vic looked at her skeptically as she lowered herself through the ropes.

"Very good, Victoria," Vince smirked. He had actually been counting on her to volunteer, what with all her arrogance there was no way she wouldn't waist any time in letting the new girl know who was top dog - or bitch in this case. Though Victoria has yet to become the WWE Women's Champion, she was currently the bulkiest woman on either Smackdown or Raw. While she stood at maybe 5'7" (A/N: I don't know for sure I'm just guessing) Vic, or rather Fury, only stood at about 5'2"…

"Wait just a damn minute…" the wrestler now known as Fury began, turning around to lean on the ropes to stare down at the man who appeared to be the man in charge of the security guards. " I'm getting out in three weeks from that hell whole, and your telling me just to fight some random chick? Well, you can go fuck yourself 'cause I'm not gonna risk my freedom for this bitch!"

"Now, Vic-" the warden started, only to be silenced by shock as Victoria began to attack Fury as her back was turned, sending her to the floor of the ring. Grabbing her long braid, Victoria brought her to her feet to send her into the ropes. Candice cheered her on as she was preparing a clothesline, but instead was tackled by the small woman. Everyone could see the reason why she was deemed 'Fury' by the look in her eyes as she began to through punches into her opponent.

Victoria, finally coming to her senses after reeling from the force of the tackle, was able to literally through Fury across the ring, which in itself was an easy feat considering how small her opponent was.

It went back and forth like this for what seemed like hours, though it was only ten minutes or so. Somehow, Victoria had finally gotten the upper hand sending the newbie to rest on all fours. By this time, most of the wrestlers had began to cheer her on, only to fuel Victoria's rage. Just as she was about to deliver a kick to her opponent's head, Fury struggled into a handstand to wrap her legs around the Diva's throat, only to squeeze her thighs, restricting any air supply.

Trying to grip the other woman's thighs so to get air into her lungs, Victoria slowly began to lower herself to the floor to eventually pass out from lack of air.

Fury released her throat to let her breathe, slowly made her way out of the ring to stand in front of her warden.

"I had better not get extra time for this…" she said while raising her wrists willingly to the guard directly to the right of her so that he could set the cuffs in place again.

"First, may I say congrats on your victory," he started only to cough as Fury glared at him. " Second, as I was about to say before you were attacked, that as long as you didn't seriously would or kill any one, nothing would be held against you."

"Good," was her only response.

"Well, Fury," Vince said after shaking her hand, " it looks as though your going to have a wonderful career here at WWE. As soon as your released and have spent some time with your family and friends, get in contact with us and we'll set you up with airplane tickets to wherever we currently based at that time. I'm looking forward to working with you."

With that, Vic was again escorted by the guards up the ramp. Only this time, instead of eerie silence when she had first entered, there was applause from the wrestlers as they watched their new co-worker exit the arena.

There was only one thought going through the small inmate's head…

What the hell have I gotten myself into now?