Raw: September 5, 2011

I admire myself in the mirror as I'm once again stuck with just managing tonight. Eve had a match tonight, and I wouldn't be very surprised if Randy also had one tonight.

I frown as I look down at the Divas Championship. I loved being champion, but if I'm only going to be managing people most of the time, what's the point of holding onto this and postponing trying for a baby with Randy?

I'm snapped out of my thoughts as the door to our locker-room opens. Randy quietly walks in and pulls me into his arms.

"What are you thinking about?" He whispers into my ear.

"Oh just things." I reply.

"What kind of things?"

"Mainly why am I stuck with managing again?"

Randy sighs. "I don't know, but maybe you're too good at it. You just wrestled Tuesday though."

"Yeah, but this is technically the main show. There's only one champion in this division. That's me. I should have things to do on both shows other than manage."

"Fair enough. You could go ask for a match against someone tonight."

"I'm not gonna be that woman who uses her relations for a match."

"I was just going to tell you to casually ask though."

"But that's how others will view it."

Randy nods. "I know."

"This wouldn't be a problem if Divas had more opportunities. Hell, since Michelle unified the Divas and Women's Championships, there's barely been any shows with multiple Divas matches. This is ridiculous."

Randy holds me close to him. "I know, baby."

"Do you have a match tonight?"

"Against Heath Slater."

"Okay."

"I'm going to assume that you're managing me then."

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Also, you look great."

I smile. "Thanks."

She looks good to me

She's got everything I want

She's got everything I need…

"The following Divas match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Marissa, from Denver, Colorado, Eve Torres!"

("Glamazon" plays)

"And her opponent being accompanied to the ring by Natalya, from Buffalo, New York, the Glamazon, Beth Phoenix!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Beth and Eve lock up. Beth quickly gains the advantage and shoves Eve to the ground. Beth stares at Eve until she gets back up. Beth immediately drops Eve back down with a Clothesline. Beth then picks Eve up and hits her with a Glam Slam. Beth pins Eve.

1…2…3!

"Here is your winner, Beth Phoenix!"

Beth glares in my direction. I notice Natalya enter the ring as well and look at Eve. I'm still outside the ring when both women start attacking Eve.

I immediately slid into the ring. I go after Natalya first. I pull her away from Eve and Superkick her. Before I can do anything else, Beth grabs me and hits a second Glam Slam on me.

Natalya then recovers. Beth helps her up. Natalya grabs my legs before I'm recovered enough to fight her off and locks me in a Sharpshooter. Beth, right in my line of view, picks Eve up once more and hits a third Glam Slam.

Natalya refuses to release the Sharpshooter, so I start struggling to make it to the ropes. I eventually make it to the ropes as both Beth and Natalya laugh at me, and I pull myself out of the submission hold and out of the ring.

Natalya and Beth exit the ring. Beth picks up my Divas Championship as I'm recovering by the barricade.

Beth looks at the Divas Championship. "See you at Night of Champions, Barbie."

Beth throws the Divas Championship at me before she and Natalya walk backstage.

I walk with Eve back from the trainer's room because she needed ice to Cody's locker-room. "I can't stand those two."

Eve sighs. "Me either."

"How's the ice feeling?"

"Decent."

"How are you feeling?"

"I could be a lot better."

"I totally understand where you're coming from. Me too."

"Does Randy have a match?"

"Against Heath Slater."

"Cool."

"I'm gonna kick Beth's ass at Night of Champions."

"Good."

"Are you going to need anything?"

"Nope."

"Are you sure you don't?"

"Absolutely."

"I'm going to kick both of their asses so hard that they'll regret even the thought of forming the Divas of Doom."

"Good."

I nod as we make it to the door of the locker-room. "Are you going to be alright?"

"Nope. Have fun." Eve quickly opens the door and walks in, closing the door behind her.

I looked at the closed door. "Uh…okay."

I sighed as I entered mine and Randy's locker-room.

Randy looked at me. "How are you doing? Hope you aren't hurt."

I sit next to him on the couch. "I'm fine. Eve's not."

"Is she hurt?"

"Not severely. She needed an ice pack though."

"Oh. Is she upset about losing again?"

"I think so."

"That's understandable. Give her some time to get over it."

"I will."

Someone knocks on the door. I get up and open it. Standing at the other side of the door is Teddy Long.

Teddy smiles. "Hello, Marissa. I haven't made it official, but Natalya just informed me that she wants to have another match against you tomorrow night at the SmackDown Filming. Are you okay with this?"

I give Teddy a confused look. "Is there a reason I shouldn't be?"

"I just thought you might be sick of her."

"I can't be sick of kicking her ass. Tell her that she can have her match."

"Okay. I will. See ya later, playa."

"Thanks, Teddy."

I close the door and look at myself in the mirror.

"What was that?" Randy asks.

"Natalya wants another match against me tomorrow night. Teddy Long wanted to make sure I was okay with it."

"Oh. Aren't you lucky?"

"I told him to let her have it."

"I figured. That's how you are."

I hear voices in my head

They council me

They understand

They talk to me…

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Marissa, from Saint Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the World Heavyweight Champion, the Apex Predator, Randy Orton!"

("One Man Band" plays)

"And his opponent from Pineville, West Virginia, weighing in at 232 pounds, Heath Slater!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Both men circle the ring before Heath approaches Randy. Randy kicks Heath in the gut before throwing Heath shoulder first into the ring post. Randy then hits Heath with a few European Uppercuts. Randy then stomps on Heath before dropping a knee on his head. Heath gets into a corner. Randy goes after him, and the referee goes to force Randy off. Heath pokes Randy in the eye. Heath kicks Randy in the side of the head and pins him.

1…2…kickout!

Heath locks Randy in a Sleeper Hold. Randy struggles, but he escapes. Randy Headbutts Heath, but Heath hits Randy with a Spinebuster. Heath pins Randy once again.

1…2…kickout!

Heath locks Randy in another Sleeper Hold. Randy once again escapes and Headbutts Heath two more times. Heath gets into a corner. Randy grabs him and goes to Irish Whip him into the opposite corner. Heath jumps to avoid hitting the corner. Randy Clotheslines Heath twice before hitting him with a Scoop Slam. Randy grabs Heath and launches him onto the apron before hitting him with his signature DDT. Randy then RKOs Heath and pins him.

1…2…3!

"Here is your winner, the World Heavyweight Champion, Randy Orton!"

I slide into the ring and quickly get to Randy's side. He gives me a grin.

At least I could finish the night happy about this. As for the Divas of Doom, they had another thing coming.