TITLE: Alluded Distress
AUTHOR NAME: Marlena R. Snape
CATEGORY: Drama
SUB CATEGORY: Romance
RATING: PG-13 for language and such.
CAST: Marlena Dubois, Ashleigh Morgan, Chris Sabin, A.J Styles, as well as mentions and appearance of others throughout. ( Tons of cameos! )
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DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything, y'heard? I only own Marlena Dubois, as minus the last name and picture base? She IS me. Ashleigh is credited to one of my best friends, Candace. Brooklyn Dubois ( the few parts she's in I should say ) is credited to my friend Angel, while Marlena's parents, and her sister Patricia are my real family. Chris Sabin, A.J Styles, and the rest of the NWA:TNA superstars in this story, are to my best rendition of their real selves, but I don't know them, or own them. ( However a girl CAN wish! ) Chris Irvine ( 'Jericho' in the WWE scene ) is not mine either…oh how I wish. He makes a few appearances as well, as do a few other WWE superstars. I own jack shite, okay? So don't sue me for letting my imagination run wild! :-P Enjoy the story.
Note: The TNA coverage from now on, is only going to focus mainly on the main characters.
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Chapter Seven: NWA: TNA Pay-Per-View for April 17th
( The opening credits are shown on the screen - as we start TNA Transmission. )
--Fade in backstage, where we find ourselves with Luther Reigns and Lena D. Seeing this on the TNAtron, the crowd cheered, as they were at catering. There was a long moment of pause before anything was said between them.--
Lena D: I think this week, Luther, this week is it.
Luther Reigns: -Nods-
Lena D: I'm dead serious. I'm tired of all this, Chris Sabin, Ashleigh, Dallas business. I want this crap over with now. Not later. Am I out of place to want that?
Luther Reigns: -Shakes his head-
Lena D: Good… -She pats Luther's back- Come on, then, let's go make the announcement.
--Luther and Lena started walking down the hallway, and it seems like they were coming to ringside! TNA officially comes on the air, with the theme, "Walk Away" by Mad At Gravity playing. The opening video plays as well, as we fade in to see crowd signs throughout the asylum. "Lena D. for TNA Queen", "Luther, guard me!", "Chris Sabin's the MAN!", random others, we're at ringside with Mike Tenay and Don West standing by.--
Mike Tenay: Welcome to another exciting week of TNA! I'm 'The Professor' Mike Tenay, seated here beside Don West. Now Don, just moments ago, Lena D. and Luther Reigns made it clear, they're coming out here!
Don West: I can't think of a better way to kick the night off, professor!
Mike Tenay: If you're new to TNA, you're in for one hell of a treat. This has turned into the most intense intergender rivalry in this federation's history! Lena D. has insulted Chris Sabin, in his opinion, by calling herself the "Real Future" of the industry. You know something, Don, I can't say it's far fetched!
Don West: She's got the heart and devotion for it, Mike Tenay! And she has herself a one man wrecking crew named Luther Reigns at her disposal!
Mike Tenay: And whether it was a one time deal or not, she has the support of A.J Styles, as well! Just last week, the phenomenal one saved that girl a lot of heartache and a world of pain, by preventing anything from happening to her at the hands of Chris Sabin. Why can't more guys here in TNA show the heart and respect that A.J shows? So much for chivalry being dead, Don!
…My Future's Looking Brighter All The Time…
--The announcers were cut off. "The Obvious" by Orgy began to play, the official theme song for D. Enterprise, Lena D. and Luther Reigns. From the backstage area through the strobing lights, walked Luther Reigns, with Lena D. right behind him. The crowd were cheering, save for the heel section, as Lena put her hands on Luther's shoulders, as he kneeled down in front of her. Just a few moments passed, before the duo hit ringside, and Lena got a microphone from JB.--
Lena D: The more things around here in TNA change, the more they stay the same. To tell you the truth, people like Luther and I, are sick of it. respective pop from the crowd It's people like Chris Sabin, Dallas, and Ashleigh, who make Luther and I very unhappy people. You don't WANT us unhappy… because when people like us get that way? We don't give a FUCK what we do! Luther nodded, cracking his knuckles, as the crowd cheered What I'm out here to say, is that Luther and I have had it. We've had it with the "Future Shock", and more importantly, I'VE had it with Chris Sabin! I don't give a god damn about Ashleigh, I'm beyond her, but you Sabin? You get under my skin…
Luther Reigns: -Looking visibly furious- We want you to get out here, NOW!
Lena D: We're not leaving until you do…
…When The Dust Settles…
…And It's All Said And Done…
…You Will All…
H.A.I.L S.A.B.I.N!
--"Biggest and the Best" by Clawfinger, the 'Future Shock's theme music began to play. Booing swept the asylum, as from the backstage area, Dallas and Chris Sabin, minus Princess Ashleigh, emerged. Sabin was still in his street clothes, looking rather amused, adjusting the X-Division Title over his shoulder. The two made their way down to the ring, as Lena D. and Luther were right there waiting. Luther went right after Dallas, not caring, and knocked him out to the floor as soon as he got on the apron. Reigns then began kicking Dallas while he was down as Chris Sabin tried to pull him off. Lena wouldn't allow that, as she catapulted herself over the top rope, nailing Sabin with a suicide swan dive! The crowd was eating it up, as Luther was taking the fight to Dallas. Lena grabbed the microphone again.--
Lena D: It's people like you, Chris, that bother me. People like you, that ruin the reputation of people like me! She kicked Sabin in back It's people like you th-
--Lena was cut off, when she was clubbed to the back of the head by the Women's Title. By Princess Ashleigh! Lena was floored, as Dallas threw Luther over the guardrail, and started dragging him somewhere. Sabin picked up Lena, and followed.--
Mike Tenay: Where are they taking Lena and Luther?! This isn't fair, Don West! It's 3 on 2!
Don West: That's the only way the "Future Shock" works, Professor!
--Princess Ashleigh set up a table as Sabin and Dallas dragged Luther and Lena up to the balcony. What was going on?! The crowd at the asylum was booing massively, as Dallas set up Luther at the edge of the balcony. Grinning menacingly, Luther was nailed with a big boot to the face, which nearly made him go right over the balcony, and Ashleigh was trying to fix the table just right. That's when Dallas kicked the banister, breaking it up, to allow him to move closer. He lifted Luther Reigns, and drilled him with a HUGE power bomb, OFF THE BALCONY, and THROUGH the table!!--
Mike Tenay: OH MY GOD!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Mike Tenay: I cannot believe what we're seeing! Dallas has just pushed himself over the edge, Luther was just power bombed from the top of the balcony through a waiting table!
Don West: That was sick!
--That wasn't the end of the carnage. By any means. Chris Sabin had Lena by the hair, letting her struggle a moment. But before anyone saw what was coming, it was the long awaited "Future Shock"!! Right off the balcony, onto Luther Reigns! The group of Ashleigh, Chris Sabin, and Dallas high-tailed it, as with a steel chair came A.J Styles! The crowd exploded with his coming out, still in jeans and a tee-shirt, and the chair in hand. Getting to where Luther and Lena were laid out, Lena looked worse for the wear, in fact, looking at replays, it looked like she landed on her neck from the "Future Shock". A.J kneeled down beside her, as medics were quick to come out and aid Styles in taking care of Reigns and Ms. D.--
Don West: I have to say something right now, Professor, in all my time in this business, I've never encountered a man as sick as Chris Sabin…
Mike Tenay: His actions, were absolutely inexcusable….
--Later in the show, we fade backstage after the World Tag Team Titles Match between the New Church (Slash and Sinn) going against America's Most Wanted's Chris Harris and James Storm. AMW won the match, via the "Death Sentence", to retain the gold. Scott Hudson was standing by the medics locker room, when the door opened. Out walked A.J Styles?!--
Scott Hudson: Whoa, A.J?
A.J Styles: Who else? -Looks at Scott oddly- What do ya want?
Scott Hudson: This is the same locker room where Lena D, and Luther are isn't it?
A.J Styles: Yeeeeeah…where else would they be gettin' checked out?
Scott Hudson: Is everything okay? I mean Luther took a NASTY spill, and Lena… well, you see what happened to her…
A.J Styles: She's luckily fine. Up, aware, and all that good stuff. Luther has a couple scrapes and bruises, but he's just fine as well. I'm tellin' you what isn't fine though, is Sabin's power trip. The only thing that girl in there ever did, was stand up for herself, and Sabin could have ended her career in one fell swoop.
Scott Hudson: What he did was incredibly wrong.
A.J Styles: Wrong? That doesn't even cover it, Scott Hudson.
--A.J was cut off when the door of the locker room opened. From the locker room, with an ice pack on the back of her neck, walked Lena D. glancing from A.J to Scott. Luther was behind her, with his back slightly bandaged up, certain sports.--
Lena D: -sarcastically- Well isn't this a cute little party….
Scott Hudson: Lena, are you okay?
Lena D: I'm fine. I mean after all, it was just a Future Shock, from a balcony… she looked annoyed You know something, I'm to the point of past fine. I'm feeling good right now. Good, to the point, that Luther and I are going to finish what was started tonight. Sabin, Dallas, Ashleigh, they think they're good? Let them put up, or shut their fucking mouths. Luther and I are going to take them on, in a 2 on 3 handicap match…
A.J Styles: Not in your condition you ain't…
Lena D: -Glances at A.J- Who are you to say anything? OH. I get it. You think you're my Prince Charming, right? You think you're my knight in shining armor? Well do you know what you did last week, A.J? You just postponed the inevitable. I would have much rather took that fall from the stage to the floor, than the balcony. Just keep your nose out of D. Enterprise's business… we don't need your help. Even if we did, we wouldn't ask you…
--Lena and Luther left A.J standing there, dumbfounded. Even Scott Hudson looked shocked. Action in the ring consisted of Julio Dinero being victorious over Kid Kash in singles competition, which was to explode back into the X-Division ranks. Alexis Laree had defeated Traci for a shot at the Women's Title, and Dusty Rhodes made his return to the asylum by offering his services to America's Most Wanted in a mentor situation. We find ourselves backstage again, where Chris Sabin, Princess Ashleigh, and Dallas were sitting in their locker room.--
Chris Sabin: I hate to say it, but that bitch has some guts.
Princess Ashleigh: Just too bad she doesn't have any brains!
Chris Sabin: I was only talking about guts, pumpkin nose. Nothing else. She's definitely lacking in the mental department. Who the hell does Lena think she is? I mean come on, I'm Chris Sabin. I'm the X-Division Champion! I'm the creme-de-la-creme of X-Division athletes! Just LOOK, at my gold! -He gestured to the title- I'm the longest running X-Champ in memory of TNA, and do I get any respect? Of course not! Luther Reigns and Lena fucking D. get all the credit, because they're 'under-dogs', because they're 'fan favorites'. Bah, SCREW the fans!
Dallas: They don't know what they're talkin' about, boss. Don't think on it.
Chris Sabin: Oh, I'm not going to think on it. Believe you me, Dallas. I'm going to ACT on it. She wanted to throw out a brainless oaf challenge? Great by me! We'll accept it, and get them out of our company for good. Finite. Done. It's over with. -He paused, slowly smirking- Just kind of sucks, you know…
Princess Ashleigh: What sucks, baby?
Chris Sabin: That we didn't think of this sooner! I mean, I wouldn't have had to break a sweat earlier tonight…do you have any idea that is for you?
--Chris found it amusing, as somewhere else backstage, was A.J Styles. He had his bag over his shoulder, looking like he was ready to leave the asylum. He was grumbling something to himself, as he nearly ran into Vince Russo, who was looking for someone. As it was, he was looking for A.J.--
Vince Russo: I'm glad I found you, A.J. Before you did anything drastic.
A.J Styles: Drastic? Like what, Vince?
Vince Russo: Like leave. I know you're burnt after what happened earlier, but I need you to do something for me.
A.J Styles: I'm not burnt. She's just some girl.
Vince Russo: Is she, A.J? You risked your own health to save her ass last week, but she's just some girl? That's not the A.J Styles I know…
A.J Styles: Then you don't know A.J Styles as well as you think you do, Vince.
Vince Russo: I know him well enough. I want you to stay out of this business. I'm going to offer you an X-Division title shot for "Vendetta Rising", but it's only on the condition you don't get involved tonight. It'll give you a chance to have some closure with Chris Sabin. But tonight, you need to stay out of it. Lena needs to understand something here, A.J…she can't just walk in here and expect to get respect. She needs to earn it.
A.J Styles: Don't you hear yourself? You're repeatin' yourself, over and over, and you're not makin' much sense the first time around. She's a woman, ya know, a strong woman. You think I just sat back and did nothin' while I was out? I did more than just rehabilitate, I watched D. Enterprise. She doesn't deserve this, and she doesn't deserve what you're settin' up for her…
Vince Russo: I knew it was something, A.J. -Shakes his head- You can't let your emotions get in the way of opportunity. Sometimes there are more important things in this life, Allen. And that X-Division title is more important than a woman who won't even give you the time of day…
--A.J's eyes narrowed into a glare, as he dropped his bag, grabbing Vince by the throat, pinning him against the wall.--
A.J Styles: Touchy touchy subject, Vince! -He slowly released Russo, who gasped for air from the choking.- I'll get back to you about your quote, 'offer', unquote. Let's see if it's one I can refuse…
--A.J walked away from a shocked Vince, who looked as if he hadn't ever been on A.J's bad side. That was a lie. Back at ringside, there was a match between The Naturals and XXX of Elix Skipper and Low Ki. XXX managed to pull off the victory, giving them some leeway in the tag team titles circumstance.--
--It was approaching time for the main event. Backstage, Lena D. came out of Luther Reigns and her locker room, still in her original outfit. She didn't seem to care. Luther was right behind her, as they started walking, but they were slowed up, by Goldylocks.--
Goldylocks: Hey Lena, I was wondering if I could have a word?
Lena D: Make it quick, Goldy…as you can see, Luther and I have business to tend to…
Goldylocks: Well, what made you want this match tonight? You're both obviously not in the best of health…while Dallas, Sabin, and Princess Ashleigh are all 100 percent. Don't you think it's a little dangerous?
Lena D: You know something, you're just one of the many people who aren't giving Luther and I a chance out there. It's people like YOU, that make us want to win, and people like YOU, that fuel us to do so. So when we beat Ashleigh, Sabin, and Dallas, I'm coming back here just so I can slap you across the face and say I fucking told you so!
--Lena shoved her shoulder against Goldylocks, pushing past her, as Luther gave her a stern glare. They started out toward the ring. Shifting back to the ring, we're ready for the main event.--
…When The Dust Settles…
…And It's All Said And Done…
…You Will All…
H.A.I.L S.A.B.I.N!
--"Biggest and the Best" cued on the PA for the second time that night, as from the backstage area, walked Dallas, in his black leather wrestling pants, Princess Ashleigh, in a pair of white wrestling pants and a flirty baby blue tee with her women's title around her waist, and Chris Sabin, dressed in black and yellow wrestling trunks with his X-Division title over his shoulder.--
…My Future's Looking Brighter All The Time…
--"The Obvious" hit for the second time that night, but opposed to being pelted with booing, the out comers were warmly welcomed. From the back, still in their street clothes ( obviously, they didn't want to wait ) walked Lena D. and Luther Reigns. They made their way down to the ring, as the "Future Shock" quickly made their way to the outside of the ring, all watching as Luther and Lena looked ready for battle. The bell sounded, and Lena decided she would start, keying Luther to step out of the ring. Princess Ashleigh started as well.--
At first, Princess Ashleigh shoved her hand toward Lena, she wanted a handshake? Lena raised an eyebrow, before slapping away Ashleigh's attempt, and whipped her into a neutral corner. With a running start, Lena slammed her shoulder into Ashleigh's midsection, before back flipping once, to did it again! Ashleigh held her stomach, a pained expression on her face as Lena snapped a glare to Sabin. He looked less than pleased already. Things started to heat up, as Ashleigh and Lena were in the midst of exchanging shots in the middle of the ring, but when Ashleigh was going to deliver one, she quickly turned, tagging in Dallas! Dallas came into the ring, and without hesitation, Lena CRACKED him across the face with a slap! Just without fear, cold cocked him, much to the appreciation of the Asylum crowd. He grabbed her wrist, but Lena turned, climbing the turnbuckles with her feet, and flipped downward into a modified arm drag take down.
She then tagged in Luther Reigns. Reigns came into the ring, and Dallas went to step back a bit. Luther struck, nailing the big man with an equally big clothesline, that sent him down to the mat. Luther began clubbing away at Dallas, now, finally having the opportunity to get his aggression and hatred for the man out with no repercussions at that moment. He lifted Dallas, but Dallas was aiming to take in Chris Sabin. Lena moved, to where she would have a clear shot of Sabin. Spring boarding herself to the top rope, she jumped off it, nailing Sabin with a high risk drop kick, which sent him FLYING off the apron, to the security barrier below. He held his chest and throat as Ashleigh was yelling at Lena. Her response? A snap sidekick to the head, which leveled the Women's Champ!
Luther had been laid down by Dallas, with a big boot that sent the big man Reigns to the outside as well. It was Dallas, and Lena, left in the ring. She turned around, only to be throttled by Dallas, who grabbed her around the throat. As he was turning, he elbowed referee Mike Posey in the face, causing him to be knocked down and out! Lena tried for a low blow, but Dallas caught her leg, and pie faced her down to the mat. She was pleading for him to back up, but he grabbed her by the hair.
There Is Only One
You Can't Burn Me!
As Sabin was being taken care of on the outside of the ring by Ashleigh, Lena took to the turnbuckles. Styles had slipped out of the ring as Posey was starting to come back around. She was on the top turnbuckle, before glancing to A.J, who gave her a reassuring go ahead. Holy shit! The SPIRAL TAP! A.J's patented move! She hooked Dallas' leg, as the referee was there… 1.……..2.………3! Luther and Lena won the match!
Afterwards, Sabin was FURIOUS! He tried to get back into the ring, numerous times, but Luther Reigns had that steel chair in hand, preventing it! Styles rolled into the ring, and kicked Dallas out of it, as Lena sat in the corner, her back against the turnbuckles. As her personal theme music, "Out Of My Way" by Seether was playing, Luther walked over to the turnbuckles, extending his hand to her. Taking it, Luther pulled Lena to her feet, but Styles, made him step aside. A.J asked for a microphone, still looking at her.
A.J Styles: I hoped I proved somethin' to ya… -Lena went to say something, but A.J stopped her- Nah nah nah, give me a chance to get this off my chest. When I was out, because of those two bastards Ashleigh and Sabin, I did me a lot of thinkin'. Just watchin' how you kept gettin' screwed over and screwed over again by them, it made me want to help you…
Lena D: Why?
A.J Styles: I can't explain it. But let me tell ya what I did tonight. I risked, a shot at that X-Division title for you… ya know that? -She slowly shook her head- Yeah, Vince offered me a spot at "Vendetta Rising", if I would just stay out of this business of yours, and let you learn your lesson. I didn't… I couldn't…
Lena D: You still haven't answered my why question… and it raises again. Why the hell do you care what happens to me?
A.J Styles: Maybe because someone in this business cares about you… that someone's me, Lena. Don't you get it? That X-Division title meant EVERYTHING to me… at a time. I can't even explain why you do, but you mean that much to me, even more so than that title shot Vince was willin' to hand me on a whim… just to let you learn a lesson… I didn't want to see you hurt again, that's why I was always there to try and prevent it since I came back. Last week when I saved you from Sabin, I wasn't even cleared by the doctors. I risked me, to save you. Doesn't that say somethin' to you?
Lena D: It says you're fucking insane…
A.J Styles: Maybe… -he slowly smiled- Maybe I am… just, let me stand at your side… don't turn me away….
--For a moment, Lena glanced at Luther. For once, Luther looked completely lost for words, lost for expression, he just blinked, and finally shrugged. The crowd on the other hand, was very receptive to this. They were chanting "Let A.J in! Let A.J in!" which had Lena rubbing her forehead. She looked like she was thinking. She turned away from A.J, but he moved closer to her, putting his face near her ear. He was whispering.--
A.J Styles: I ain't one to beg… but I'll say it… please… don't turn me out… -He leaned closer to her neck, which caused her to take a breath, closing her eyes- I want to help you…
--Lena finally turned, looking up at him. He looked serious, as she took the microphone from him.--
Lena D: Fine. You're in. I won't turn you away….
--TNA went of the air, with A.J smiling, but Lena, still looking a little skittish, but serious.--
(End Transmission)
(Credits)
© 2004 - TNA production - Nashville Tennessee
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A/N: Hope you enjoyed the chapter. I'll be starting chapter 8 real soon.
