Divas Prison Ch34
Lockdown was kept in effect for days, the only time any of the prisoners were out during that time was for extensive questioning. To the surprise of very few, nobody claimed to have seen what happened during the fight, nobody would say who dealt the fatal blow to Naomi. Victoria had wiped and dumped the knife in the yard. It had been recovered in a sweep by the guards but tests did nothing to help as there were no fingerprints that could be matched to anyone.
A lot of the women were getting worked up about not being restricted to their cells. Those were shouting out, demanding things, saying that they shouldn't be punished when they had nothing to do with the incident, but most, especially those with more experience, just sat tight and waited it out for as long as they had to. It helped that there weren't many conflicts between cell mates, some of those that there had issues weren't acting on them, either because of what happened, or because more violence wasn't going to be tolerated at that moment in time.
"Think we will get out of here today?" Paige asked out loud while looking out the small window in the door. She wasn't necessarily asking Becky directly, as much as speaking out loud, but nobody else was going to hear her, let alone answer her.
"No idea hun, they must still be talking to people or something. They won't let us out until they are happy to. You're that eager to get away from me?"
Paige gave her a look. "You know that's never true. I just want to see the others too. I want to see they're all ok after what happened."
"I know, I'm sure they are, except one of course."
"Oh yeah, Charlotte. What do you think it meant, she saved Brie from a major beating."
"I don't know. She might have just done it as a friend, but I'm less convinced than ever."
"It could be, I'd have done it for you, or any of our friends."
"I know, but thanks for not rushing into it then. You see what could have happened to you..." Becky's voice trailed off a little." Paige hugged her.
"I know, but I promised you. Of course, if you were Brie, nothing would have stopped me."
Becky giggled a little. "You aren't doing much to help Charlotte's case, you know."
"Well, I know one thing, Summers not going to drop it easily."
Paige had no idea how right she was.
"Summer, how many more times are you going to go on about this? Or should I say go on and on and on?"
"Come oooonn, this is great gossip, and I love gossip. Pleeeeaaase?" Summer was bouncing off the walls while Charlotte was hoping the floor would open and swallow her up.
"Yeah, unless it's about you, then it's not so funny is it?"
"Nope, don't care, there's nothing more about me that can come out, my worst moments have been as public as you can get."
"Yeah. Paige told me all about your last appearance on tv, getting dragged into a police car in handcuffs. Right now it's hard to feel very sorry for you, in fact, I hope I get to see it one day, I'm sure I'll laugh my ass off at your pained screams." Summer stopped in her tracks, silently sitting down, looking at the floor. Paige had also told Charlotte about the way Summer was treated on C block. Charlotte realised at this moment she had crossed a line.
"I'm sorry, that wasn't right. I won't bring it up like that again, we have to be a team."
Summer turned her head round. "You mean it?"
"Of course."
Summer spun the rest of her around. "Then talk to me, you can be honest with me." Charlotte groaned and buried her face in her pillow for a moment.
"For the last time, there is nothing to tell! I saw my friend in trouble and I reacted. I'd have done the same for you, Becky, even Nattie, although I doubt that's mutual."
"Don't try and change the subject, it wasn't any of us, it was that Brie Bella. I saw how upset you looked as soon as she started to get choked out. Nothing else bothered you, you didn't seem nearly as concerned about her sister."
"I'm not friends with her sister. Besides, Nikki always claimed she can take care of herself. Brie didn't need to get involved."
Summer smiled. "Brie wanted to help her sister, of course she did. She cares about her. And you care about Brie, Charlotte. That's why you did what you did. I'm not sure how much you care about her, but it's more than you think. One day you'll realise it, I just hope it's soon, before you get yourself in trouble." Charlotte didn't know what to think, but knew admitting to anything was a bad idea.
"Yeah, ok, Summer, whatever. Just don't share your crazy ideas with the others. If Natalya thought there was more between us than friends, she'd flip. She already hates that I talk to her."
"I'm not going to tell anyone until you do." Charlotte looked confused but Summer just gave her a smile, finally allowing Charlotte to move the conversation onto something else.
"So, you trust Charlotte still after that?" Emma asked, not expecting much of an answer. Natalya had been a very unpleasant person to be locked down with. Not that she'd done anything to make Emma angry, or that they had even been around each other too much. The problem was that Natalya spent nearly all of the time in the cell standing by the door, looking out at the empty block, except for the occasional guard and prisoner being taken for questioning. She also was saying nothing. For hours everyday Emma was dealing with very little noise other than the sound of silence. And that was becoming unbearable. Emma couldn't take it anymore.
"Nattie!" The reaction to that was as though Natalya had been stung by a bee.
"What? Come on Em, you don't have to yell."
"That's what you think. I've been trying to talk to you for five minutes nearly. You must have something enjoyable or important on your mind, but it's getting a little annoying."
"I'm just thinking about what could happen next. It's a good job we can handle each other, we are probably going to get locked down a lot until this battle is over."
Emma raised an eyebrow. "You know it'll end in more blood too. Lita's or Mickie's. Or both. That's their problem though. Let them kill each other, Naomi shouldn't have gotten in the middle of it, now she's gone and we are all suffering for it."
"Em, I get you're fed up, but we've picked our side now. I'm backing Lita as far as I have to. Are you with me, with us, or not?" The tone in the cell had dropped severely and Emma realised it.
"Nattie, you know I'm with you, but I don't like getting locked down all the time. I barely see my kitchen, who knows what's happening in there."
Natalya smiled for the first time in a while, leaving the door to focus on her friend. "Yeah, I know. It's a stupid rule that they changed just to save them a little money and effort. But it's not like we can do anything about it right now, although I get the feeling you won't have to wait long."
"What does that mean?"
"There's movement out there, the screws are coming back on duty. We could be out of here soon. You'll get your kitchen back, and I have a feeling they'll be a chance to get some revenge as well." Natalya didn't speak with anger, but with a mixture of resignation and belief.
"Revenge? Revenge on who? The only one who's stopping me is the guards, how do I get revenge on them without a one way trip to solitary? If you've learnt a magical way to stay away from The Lock, please, do share it."
"Let's just see what happens when everyone's in one place again."
Natalya's instincts were proven right that afternoon when they were finally released from their cells and into the middle. Summer joined Emma and Natalya at a table and Paige and Becky weren't far behind. As they had done a hundred times before, Becky sat on Paige's knee with an arm around her. This time it drew a groan from Emma.
"What?"
"Seriously? Days locked down and you two are still as sickly sweet? No arguments, nothing?"
Paige gave Emma an over the top grin. "Sorry, not happening. Actually, I'm not sorry." She looked up to Becky and got a quick kiss for it. The others at the table where almost glad when there was an interruption by an incensed Sasha Banks. She was screaming at Lana. Paige couldn't help but find that a little amusing, forgetting for a moment about the reason Sasha was upset.
"Don't give me that, my friend is dead because you didn't do your job! That wasn't meant to happen! What's wrong with you?! Lana was never going to take abuse from an inmate, holding her baton to Sasha's throat, talking back to her, but much quieter, no chance of anyone else hearing it. Another guard came to Lana's assistance, but Sasha held her hands up, stepped back and walked away before she got herself in further trouble.
"That's no big surprise. Things aren't likely to stay happy around here." Natalya said. This was followed by many questions from the others. Not one of them was answered until Charlotte joined them.
"How's everyone doing?"
"Better than you I'm sure." Natalya answered, with the same tone she'd given Charlotte recently."
"Don't start Nat, I've had it from Summer for days. I'd fight for you just the same, even if you wouldn't."
"You might have to prove that one day you know. Have to choose."
"Why? Has Lita said something to you?" This raised several eyebrows. Natalya shook her head in frustration.
"Of course not, she's not going to be back here for a while, if they let her at all."
"Oh, ok. Then who's that?" Charlotte pointed out that Lita was indeed back on the block, sitting with Trish, talking quietly.
"How did I miss that?" Natalya asked out loud.
"Yeah, and she's just sitting there. Talking, I thought she'd have been enraged, looking for Mickie or any of them to take apart." Paige sounded almost disappointed.
"Give her a chance. I'm sure there's a reason, she's putting a plan together or something."
"If she is why isn't she talking to you about it Nat, she did last time?" Charlotte might have gotten a little enjoyment out of it, but she was making a good point, even Natalya couldn't deny that.
"We will have to go and see her, make sure everything's ok, but let's give it till yard time tomorrow, give her a little space, there's no need to go charging in. Waiting could be part of it for her. If it is then she won't appreciate us rushing her now." As always, the group went with Natalya sound advice, but each of them was surprised to see Lita so calm in the face of what happened last time she was on the block.
All of the, kept an eye on Lita over the following day, but saw nothing more than somebody going about their business like any one of them. When they were allowed out into the yard, they found Lita sitting on a bench with Trish, leaning back against the table, looking relaxed. She spotted Natalya and the rest approaching her, but it did nothing to change her position, or, to the continued surprise of many, her smile.
"Hi. You all look down, I guess I shouldn't be shocked. Never a good thing to witness. I'm glad I was still in the hospital."
"Lita, what's going on with you? Are you ok?" Natalya was the only one ready to speak.
"I'm fine, now, still a little bruised, but that will all go away. The concussion was the worst part, staring at the ceiling in medical, seeing two blurs of everything, man that headache sucked, but it's passed. You know, It's only a little sunshine a day, but you miss it when you can't stand upright without feeling dizzy."
"Geez, they really did a number on you. So what's the plan to fix this?" Paige was keen to find out what was going to happen, but didn't expect the answer."
"Plan? I don't have a plan."
"That's ok, let's you and I talk privately, we need to find a way to get things back to normal." Natalya offered.
"No need, it's not going to happen. Those days are behind me and I've got to get used to it. You all do too."
"Get used to it? So that's it? Mickie runs things now? You can't be serious? What's wrong with you? Trish, you know what they did to you, you can't be ok with this." Paige stepped towards Lita as she fired question after question. Lita responded by grabbing Paige by her shirt and pulling her down to her eye level. Becky went to pull Paige back but the others got in her way.
"Listen and listen good. I'm not top dog any more but I'm still me, and you won't talk to me like that. You only get one warning. I'm not going to ask if you understand, I'm going to expect it." Lita let Paige go at this point, the latter stepping back again, startled and a little scared.
"Is there anything anyone else needs? Or can I enjoy the sun for a minute?" Lita asked. She was met with nothing but silence, until an unexpected voice came from off the the side.
"I think I do." Sasha said. She had no attitude in her voice, no tone. She was looking almost at the floor while trying to look Lita in the eye. Paige wasn't having it.
"What? You think she has anything to say to you? None of us do, get out of here."
"I told you once to shut your mouth. Banks is no threat to me anymore. I have nothing she wants anymore. Right now I'm interested in why she is talking to me at all. Sit down." Sasha sat down at the table, while the others stayed around, behind Lita. Even Paige was still in Lita's camp.
"Because I know what you want. What you actually want. You aren't happy letting her control things here. You want Mickie James out of the way. And for once, we actually have the same feelings. And the same want."
Lita raised an eyebrow. "Of course, but it's not going to happen. I've lost too much to be able to take her down. Chyna is going to be in hospital for a while yet, her leg was broken in three places, she's been to a real hospital for surgery and a steel rod. She is going to be needing care for a while, and she'll never be able to work for me the way she did. Victoria, she's more than a match for me, for you, for anyone. Those blondes add to the numbers game, and none of them are easy pickings on their own. Last but not least, Mickie's a complete psycho. I never thought she'd be capable of...
"I know what she's capable of!" Sasha interrupted, getting more and more angry and upset as she spoke. Did nobody tell you she killed my best friend?! Of course they did, you aren't ignorant. I want more than to knock her down a peg. This isn't about running this place. I want her head, pure and simple. I can't do it by myself. I need help. You can have the block. I just want her to be finished."
"You're serious aren't you. You don't want to be on top anymore?"
"For now, i have bigger things to deal with. I'm not saying we will ever be friends, and one day, I will be number one, but right now, I want vengeance, and if this is the way to do it, then that's going to happen."
"You know what, I can accept that. But if you try anything against me, I will end you too. I don't need anyone else to snap your neck." Sasha nodded her agreement and her and Lita shook hands. Natalya was so shocked by this a fly could have flown in and out of her mouth, completely risk free. Paige was using all her restraint to keep from going crazy at Lita over it. The rest stood silently until finally Natalya found the ability to speak.
"Lita, are you sure? Can you trust her?"
Lita looked Sasha in the eye. "Of course not. But there are more reasons to work together than separately. We have the same goal. I didn't think it possible, but I'm assuming that she has some sort of plan to beat the numbers game and keep everyone alive?"
"Well, I can't be everywhere, you all are going to have to look after yourselves, but I know that's not going to be a problem for most of you. In many cases from first hand knowledge." Sasha looked at Paige, which was adding to Becky's growing concern. "As far as the numbers go, there are enough of us to outnumber those Knockouts, but there is another, or several other issues. I'm sure you've all figured that out. There would be badges all over us in moments. They are watching close since they let Naomi die for no reason." The anger is Sasha's tone was unmistakeable, but she drew breath before carrying on normally. "But I've got a plan to beat them at the same game."
Sasha was met by several puzzled faces, except one. Natalya believed she knew what she was talking about, it was what she was concerned about the whole time. "You mean beat them numbers wise too, don't you."
"Yes I do."
"You've got enough people on board for this to be able to hold off the guards and take Mickie out?" Lita asked, not sure Sasha knew what she was claiming.
"Easily. All the women here. Most of them angry. Angry at the conditions, angry at being here at all, most importantly, angry at the guards for treating us like scum. Who here wouldn't love the chance to take a little shot at a guard?"
"Hell yeah." Paige responded. She was looking for Lana, although not seeing her at this time. "There's one I'd pay good money for even two minutes alone with." Becky tried to pull Paige back a little to calm her down, but when Paige ripped her arm away, Becky had had all she could take.
"Paige, you promised. Doesn't that mean anything?" Not getting a response, she tried to move away. "Fine, forget it. Whatever you are planning, I want no part of it, count me out."
"Bex..." Paige tried to call her back, but with no success. Becky walked away, heading back to her cell, where she laid down and tried not to cry, feeling crestfallen, but more than anything, scared.
"Let her go." Sasha said. "Not everyone is going to want in, but I guarantee, a lot more will be up for a shot at the guards. Although, if you want a piece of that Russian bitch, you might have to make do with whatever I leave for you." Paige didn't like that.
"I'll go through you,to get to her if I have to Banks, remember this, I don't trust you, I never will, and if I get the chance to, I'll leave you lying too."
Lita spun around to Paige again. "Again, keep yourself in check, I'm not saying I don't share your feelings, but this is her plan, and I want it to happen" Despite not having nearly the level of aggression, Paige respected Lita enough to let it go. She wasn't going to risk the chance to get the revenge on Lana she thought would never be available.
"So how many can you deliver, don't start lying to me now." Lita asked Sasha flat.
"Between those who won't cross you, those who won't cross me, and those who will just want to enjoy a brief moment of anarchy, I think we can get three quarters of the women here on board."
"Right, we had better start talking to people, it's going to take some careful planning and preparation..." Lita began, but was cut off by Sasha.
"No, we can't spend time preparing. If they spot us, or anyone holding extra supplies or tooling up, they'll know somethings happening and be prepared. Then we'll get stopped before we start. It's got to happen soon. Two days from now, late in the day. It'll mean it'll take longer to get reinforcements together."
"If we aren't prepared, we won't get far at all anyway. You do realise what we are talking about, right?"
"Do you? I'm not talking about a full blown takeover. We just need to push them back or knock them out long enough for us to make sure Mickie never bothers either of us again. They'll have the SWAT team on us in a matter of hours, not many either. But that's all we need to do the job, no guards to see, we take down the cameras, and nobody knows who did what. When the force arrives, we surrender. Nobody gets any trouble, or extra time, except for rule breaking, and that'll just be more lockdown or loss of privileges. Maybe some of us go to solitary. Who cares? It'll be worth it."
Lita had to agree. No matter her personal feelings for Sasha Banks, she had a plan that could work and solve a lot of their problems. All that would leave was the problem of Banks herself. But there was still time to solve that.
"Right, any objections?" There was only one person still against the idea, but that was Charlotte, who couldn't speak up without putting herself under suspicion, and she couldn't have anyone else find out the truth. She still hadn't even told Brie.
"Right, so everybody's clear, two days time we go. Don't anyone kid themselves. This is to rid ourselves of the Knockouts, but it still is what it is - a riot." Nobody reacted, but everyone's mind was racing, and everyone's heart was pounding. That wouldn't change until it was over.
A/N: Finally. It took so long to write this, I'm sorry. I'm having to split my limited free time between this and writing my speech for my brothers wedding in three weeks. Wish I had more free time, but I hope you enjoyed reading this. I still enjoy writing it.
My best wishes to the real Paige on her injury recovery, hoping it's not as bad as the worst fears are. Looking forward to seeing her in the ring again soon.
Congrats to Sasha on winning the title, always a matter of time, which made it a bit too expected, but never mind. Can't see anything but a successful defence at Summerslam.
I was against splitting the women, both rosters are on the weak side right now. Hopefully they develop the NXT call ups successfully and quickly. And Bayley needs to take the place she deserves on the main roster. Saying that, I'd have her beat Asuka and then vacate the title to go to Smackdown. Asuka hasn't been a success as champion to me, but following Bayley was tough. They should hold a tournament in NXT, have a new champ crowned, but I've no idea who, with so many moving up in the draft.
Thanks again for reading. Love you guys.
