Chapter 12
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Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Four loud bangs of the drum started off the show. Nobody knew what they meant but they soon forgot it all when the music started, signalling the first match of the brand new PPV. Just a few hours earlier, a final written copy of the PPV had been dished out to the WWE roster and everyone thought that Sofia would end the show with a speech about her champions reign. Nobody, including Sofia knew about her return apart from her closest friends. Everybody was pumped. A new PPV can open a lot of doors to up and coming wrestlers. Unfortunately, Karlee's plans were to steal the show.
Megan had curled and teased her hair, putting it up into a Mohawk and braiding the sides. Her hair had been died again the vibrant red was back. Karlee was back. Dean was watching her like a hawk as she had her hair finished. She ignored his menacing look, pinning it down to the fact he was worried about her return as much as everyone else was. Stephanie had called, asking if she was ready, only to call a few hours later asking the same thing. It was nice to know people cared.
Her side was heavily bandaged but the crowd would only be able to see part of it since her high waited black wrestling tights covered her scar. Her top was tight against her chest, with a flowing material covering her boobs. She was showing a little skin but nothing much. She felt bad ass. And that was definitely good. The 'main event' was currently showing and John Cena was kicking Orton's ass.
"Alright honey, that's you done." Karlee slipped off her chair and stood in front of the floor length mirror. She felt ready but how would the audience react to her surprise return. She had been training so the chance of being rusty in the ring was minimal but how would Sofia react? Karlee was scripted to walk out, inform the crowd of the impromptu match and start kicking barbie ass. Would people be pissed at her waltzing back into the company.
"Karlee. Sofia's just walked out. Be on alert!" Karlee and Dean's attention snapped to the monitor. He grabbed her hand and tightly crushed her to his body.
"Remember how much I love you." He mumbled as he planted his lips on her cheek. She dug her fingers into his shoulders, gripping him as hard as she could. His sudden display of affection threw her and she wanted to cry. Everything was becoming too real.
"Well ladies and gentleman. I would proudly like to announce that this time tomorrow night, I will be your longest reigning champion!" Karlee let out a low growl as she focused her attention on Sofia, who was decked out in her shimmering shorts and a black cropped tank. She had no excuse not to fight. She had no idea how much things were about to come crashing down. The crowd booed, their anger turning to cheering when Stephanie McMahon's music came on.
"You see Sofia, this crowd just witnessed a champion retaining his title. Now I'm sure that these fine people want another title match, don't they?" The crowd went wild as Stephanie smiled, looking around her.
"And to make this championship match more exciting, why don't we make this a no disqualification. The stadium rocked as they started chanting different names of the diva's, each fan hoping their girl would get a shot.
Then the lights switched off.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Then the drums started. The crowd were confused at first but one by one, they realized. She tapped the object in her hand along with the drums, the light only showing her boots but never her face.
Then the lights came on and her theme music kicked in.
I created the Sound of Madness, wrote the book on pain, somehow I'm still here to explain.
The stadium rose the their feet and she swear she could feel the crowd move, their ear splitting screams and cheers filling he air. She kept a serious look on her face as she swung the bat up in the air and rested it on her shoulders. Karlee meant business. The smiling for the fans would wait until the end of the match because win or lose, she would be standing up to announce her return.
"You seem to think you own this ring Sofia, but guess what, your time ran out as soon as I laced up my boots again." Sofia got up and close to her. Her nose just millimetres away from Karlee's.
"You can't just waltz back into my company and take MY title. You lost your chance the day you walked out." Karlee scoffed at her answer.
"Oh trust me sweetheart, I never walked away. I had no choice. But now I'm back and your ass is going down!" She threw the microphone to the outside of the ring and placed her bat by the turn-buckle. Sofia handed the referee her title a little unwillingly but as soon as she turned around, Karlee knew she wasn't going down without a fight. Great. Even better.
They both locked up and Sofia got the upper hand straight away, locking her arms underneath Karlee's neck and squeezing as tight as could. Karlee couldn't prise her off so instead she put her foot on the first rope and flipped herself backwards and landed on her feet, sending a punch to Sofia's face, only to drop-kick her when she stood up. The crowd cheered as Karlee finally acknowledged them. She was back. She was home.
Sofia quickly regained composure and slipped out of the ring, grabbing a chair without Karlee noticing. Just as Karlee turned, she received a chair to the stomach, something which was a lot more painful that it should have been. Her hands went to her bandage to see it had started to unravel. This match had to end. And he quicker the better. But if Karlee wanted to play dirty, then so would she. Karlee pulled her bat into her hands and stood up, facing a smirking Sofia.
"Bring it bitch!" Sofia screamed at the top of her voice. Damn that could make a baby cry.
The pain in Karlee's side was becoming almost unbearable and tears started to sting at her eyes as she readied Dean's bat above her shoulder. Sofia had the upper hand and she was near unbeatable. What would Dean do? What smart ass move would be make? Visions of similar scenarios played throughout her second in a flash and she quickly swung the bat, only to let it fall to the left side of Sofia. She followed it with her eyes. Big mistake. Karlee ran forward, drop-kicking her in the chest. As she bounced off the top rope, Karlee steadied herself and twirled her body around, aiming a high kick at her head that left her standing in a daze. In a flash of adrenaline, She grabbed her head and tucked her arm under her neck. After a loud war cry, she used Dean's DDT to send her to the ground. After a quick scramble, she pulled her leg up for the pin.
1..
2...
And the bitch kicked out. Karlee screamed, frustrated and in severe pain. She was too scared to look at her side so instead, she tucked the bandage away and picked Sofia up by the hair. She took a running leap at the ropes, back flipped off the top and landed on her feet. With a deep breath the took Sofia's body down with her to the mat. No time to stop. She had to move fast. She looked at Sofia. Could she risk a pin? Would she just get up again. Without realizing, and going against Dean's warning, she was standing at the top rope before she knew it. She turned and steadying herself, knees bent and head tucked in. She leapt up into the air, the lights blinding her eyes as she flew through the air and landed perfectly on Sofia's stomach with a thud. She had just learned how to perfect her top rope back-flip. She scrambled about to pick up Sofia's legs as the ref started counting the pin.
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Karlee rolled onto her back. Defeated. The pain in her body buzzed and her ears were thumping from the noise. She didn't care any more. She was spent from her return fight. She felt the metallic taste in her mouth and the feeling of something rattling about in her mouth. Great. She'd knocked a fucking tooth out. It was the furthest back one so it was the least she had to worry about. The referee grabbed at her wrists and she allowed him to help her up, slouching against the ropes as he disappeared again. The noise around her was low and humming, as if she had just preformed in a small crowd.
Something cold was thrust into her hands and her attention turned to it. The shiny butterfly belt hung off her hand, gleaming in the bright lights.
"Ladies and Gentleman, your new Diva's Champion, Karlee!" Karlee gasped, running her fingers over the cool material. Then the crowd came back into focus and the cheering started to get louder, her theme music kicking in. Tears fell from Karlee's eyes as she dropped to her knees, clutching the belt as if it were a newborn baby. Sofia was screaming on the outside of the ring, her screeching almost silent compared from the blare of the crowd. Karlee stood up, sniffing and getting to the top rope, raising the belt hight above her head, a massive smile on her face.
She had proven her point.
Karlee Eckland was back. And nothing was standing in her way.
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You guys will love me for this chapter but wait until the next one, you will be sending me death threats. Hope you like it though. Really sorry about these horrific updates, I hope your still following this! Please review and let me know what you think, even if you want to shout at me, that's fine!
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