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Summary: Seasons Five TE winners make an impact in the WWE, who has what it takes to survive in the big league? And who doesn't? In true KF tradition, many TE contestants will make appearances and some of the older ones too!
Note: I must, MUST advise, if you guys want background on the other characters, read (or skim) through "Life After Tough Enough". Some things I'll go into some things I won't.
Note: Thanks for the reviews and sticking with me. You guys Rock!
Chapter 7: Meet the New Teacher
Maria held Dee's arm behind her back. Dee screamed in pain, it felt like her adversary was ripping her arm out of the socket. Dee made her way out of the move, and nailed Maria right in the corner. "Shit!" Maria screamed in pain, as her back cracked, hitting the turnbuckle. Dee wouldn't let loose, she pounded her hard into the floor. Stomp after aggravating Stomp.
Maria took advantage of Dee, as she turned around and did a running bulldog. She than put Dee into a STF. A maneuver taught to the girls by William Regal. Dee quickly began to tap out, but Maria held the move.
"Alright that's enough." Batista hollered from outside the ring. Dee's face had passed the red stage and was now turning a light shade of blue. Dave rushed past the girls outside of the ring, and broke the hold. "I said that's enough!"
"Sorry." Maria innocently said, helping Dee to her feet.
"You're not trying to kill her."
"Faith Christopher is as aggressive as they come Dave." Dee lectured, to the others as well. "If you go in there any other way, she'll tear you apart."
"But?" Maria questioned, as she wiped sweat off her face.
Dave stood up before the women. "But, if she's expecting your non-training background, you have a good chance to win this thing." Christy stood in front of the group with Batista; she had a clipboard in hand.
"Our first target should be the traitors." She piped in. "They're the least experienced, and I think that gives us more time to prepare for the big dogs."
Shaking her head, Dee took the list, from the red headed diva. "No…that's too predictable." She took to the list once again. "I say, we go after the big guns first. Molly, Lita, Kora, than the women's champion, Trish."
"Leave Kora out of it." Batista said, taking the list.
"What?"
An angry Christy Hemme grabbed the list back from him. "Look I know you're friends, but…"
Dave gave all the girls a stern look. "I mean it, you go after her, and we're done."
"Dave, she's right on that same playing field as those guys!" Dee yelled. "She' plays her politics more than half of them."
"Don't give me that politic bullshit!" Dave yelled back. "She's not like them, alright!"
Dee could feel her face heating up. "How do you figure?" she questioned. Hearing someone open the door, but not turning once to see who it was.
"Because, I wouldn't risk my career for everything I've done these past 2 years." Kora said walking down to ringside.
"Should have known." Candace Michelle smirked. "She must of slept with Dave too." Her comment sent Kora glaring a hole through her. Only she knew what had to be endured to get where she is today, how dare someone suggest other wise.
"This war that you guys started." Kora made it point blank that it was them that started it. "I don't want any part of it."
"She's lying." Dee said throwing bags around, pretending to look for something.
"When did you become so hateful toward us?" Christy asked. "You use to be so respectable." Smirking she looked straight into her emerald green eyes. "Now, you're just a big joke."
Having little patience, with people in general, Kora for once bit her tongue. "I offered my help."
"Well we don't want it." Christy said getting toe to toe with the raven haired women. Christy wasn't backing down.
"Just so we're clear…" Kora said taking a step back and looking at every single person in the vicinity. "If you come after me, or mine, in any way…" she looked straight into the eyes of what seemed to be the group's leader, Christy. "I will take you down."
"You're not so tough." Dee said stepping up next to the two women. "And we're looking forward to it." Kora left the arena, and Batista followed.
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Kora left the building and into a limo that was waiting outside. "Miss Flair." The driver said opening the door for her. She fixed her shirt and scooted in, with a huge grin on her face. She kissed the man to her left.
"How'd it go in there? You took long enough." Her father Ric Flair asked. Sarcastic about the latter.
"Just as planned" she smiled as Hunter poured her and Randy some champagne. "They don't trust me… but we can work around that."
"And Dave?" Hunter asked, more concerned with him anyhow. "What about Dave?"
"It'll be like taking Candy from a baby." She let out an evil laugh. Amongst the talk of approval. And stared out the window the rest of the way to the airport. 'Like taking candy from a baby.' She repeated in her head, looking at all three men in the limo.
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A/N: OKEY DOKEY! There ya have it. The battle lines have been drawn. Will the Diva's and Batista accept Kora's help? Or will they realize she's up to something? Who will gain their team's first solo victory?
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