A/N: Hey guys! I have a Christmas present for you all, another chapter... Yay! And a long one at that! A wee bonus to say thank you for reading my little story. And thanks for the reviews, I appreciate them all.
StephNexus – Surprise! Actually, I was going to leave this until after Christmas but I saw your review and thought I would surprise you! Thank you for your comments, I hope I can answer some of your questions in the upcoming chapters.
Next chapter I will list each and every one of you that has reviewed and thank you all properly. I would have done it now but it's Christmas Eve and I'm about to bleach my hair, dye my hair, cut my hair and bake two chocolate fudge cakes, so I'm a little pushed for time.
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Disclaimer: I own nothing but the OC's and my ideas. This is entirely a work of fiction. I am not affiliated with the WWE and/or any of it's Superstars & Divas. No matter how much I wish otherwise. Or ask Santa. CM Punk has never been found wrapped up under my Christmas Tree... So far. But there is always this year. Fingers Crossed.
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Chapter 11: The Venom of The Viper!
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I burst through the door of the hotel room, startling Phil who leapt from the bed and looked at me was a surprised look on his face.
"Geeze woman, you nearly gave me a heart attack." He said sitting back down on the bed.
"Sorry." I replied crossing the room to sit on his knee. "Guess what?"
"Um... You saw Johnny Depp in reception?"
"No. Although that would be awesome." I said a huge grin on my face, "Think.. bigger and better."
"Ok... um... Ooh, they're bringing back WWE Ice Cream Bars?"
"Er... no." I replied and he pouted.
"Dammit." I rolled my eyes, putting my arms around his neck.
"Ted was telling me about this new storyline of ours."
"Oh, well it must be good judging by that shit eating grin you've got plastered on your face."
"Mmmhm, Very." I nodded. "Well it seems that Legacy will be ending soon... sad news but... not before yours truly gets a shot at the Women's Title."
"Scarlett that is amazing. Congratulations. I'm so happy for you, even more than I am that Legacy is ending." He replied pulling me in for a hug.
"Thanks. Everything isn't worked out yet so I'm not sure exactly how Legacy will be ending or if I'll actually be getting the title but I've got my script for Monday so I'll read that and we'll all take it from there."
"That's brilliant babe. I'm proud of you." He said giving me a peck on the lips.
"Thank you."
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Monday arrived fast. Apart from house shows, I spent all my time learning my script and training. It had been an exhausting week but all that hard work would be worth it when I got my title match.
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Phil and I arrived at the arena early, we had a quick bite to eat first then went our separate ways. He had a match tonight with Kofi, if he won he'd challenge Rey for the intercontinental title. He wouldn't tell me the results, he said I had to watch. So I kissed him goodbye as we came to the intersection corridors, he went one way and I went the other, making my way to the Divas locker room. I changed into my black tights, boots and a cropped, ripped up Misfit's t-shirt before making my way to the trainers room. After my concussion last week I had been to a doctor but Kevin said he wanted to see for himself that I was well enough to work.
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After assessing me and agreeing I was in tip top condition I was given the OK and I left for the Legacy locker room. The boys and I still had a few things to go over before our promo tonight.
The new storyline would begin tonight, I had memorised my script to the letter and still I was nervous.
I just hoped I could either shake my nerves off before the cameras got rolling, or manage to cover them.
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Sitting in the Legacy locker room, Randy and Ted were deep in conversation across the room.
I was situated on the couch going over my lines.
Cody was talking on his phone in a hushed manner.
I assumed it was Layla, it seemed the two were an item. They were always flirting and after the last house show they had slipped off together and were spotted by Kofi Kingston at a diner 'holding hands and making goo goo eyes.' His words, not mine. I hoped it was true, Cody seemed to be taking the end of Legacy the worst, it would help to have someone to get him through it. I guess he was apprehensive about going into singles competition, after tagging with Ted for so long.
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Ted was thrilled, he couldn't wait to get his hands on a singles title, he wanted to show dad he was as good as he was. Although I knew our father was already very proud of Ted.
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Randy on the other hand, he was a different kettle of fish. Although he had told me yesterday he was fine with it and that he loved being a mentor, I thought there was more behind that. I couldn't put my finger on it but there was definitely more to how Randy felt about this than he let on.
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We took our positions in the hallway. It was time for our promo.
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I sat on a crate while Ted stood beside me. Randy and Cody stood just off camera.
The camera man got into his position, adjusted the lens until he was happy with the shot, nodding at the director who called out "Action."
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"You shouldn't be here tonight." Ted began. "Not after what happened last week.
"Ted, I told you I'm fine."
"Scarlett, you have stitches in your face."
"Plenty of people get stitches, it's no big deal."
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Just as Ted opened his mouth again to disagree with me, Randy walked over.
"What are you two doing out here?" He asked, his voice gruff as usual.
"Look at her face Randy." He said. "And she has a concussion."
"Had a concussion Ted." I piped in.
"Have you been to the trainer?" Randy asked.
"Yeah. I have been cleared to work."
"OK."
"OK?" Ted scoffed looking at Randy, "Is that all you have to say?"
"What do you want me to say Ted?" Randy growled.
"I want you to show a bit of concern. Look at my sister's face, John Morrison did that. Tell me we aren't going to let him get away with this." Ted replied, practically yelling.
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Randy turned towards the younger male slowly, glaring down at him.
"Don't you ever raise your voice at me again, DiBiase. Don't ever forget who I am." He backed off slightly.
"And as far as Morrison goes.." He turned to look at me. "I'll make sure he pays for putting his hands of a member of The Legacy."
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At the other end of the corridor, Miz, Melina and Morrison appeared and began walking towards us.
"Is that a fact Orton?"
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Randy turned to face the trio, that cold steely glare of his focused on them.
"You made a big mistake Morrison."
"And you're going to make me pay?" He replied. "Oh, we're shaking in our boots."
"If anyone should be worried, it should be you." The Miz chirped in, pointing at me. "You kicked me in the face last week, you made me a laughing stock in front f everyone. Don't think I have forgotten about you."
"And don't think I've forgotten about you." I replied, shifting my gaze to the Ohio native. "You came into that ring to screw me out of the win, if I hadn't hit you first, you would have done exactly what your buddy here did to me. You deserved that kick, I just wish I had hit you harder."
"You think you're better than me?"
"The Legacy is better than all of you. Scarlett could beat you hands down every week." Ted spat.
"Really? Then I accept the challenge. We'll see who's the best. You know usually I don't hit girls, but I'll make and exception for you."
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And with that the trio took off down the other corridor, but not before Miz turned back.
"See you in the ring later, babe." He grinned and blew me a kiss.
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I looked at Ted, my eyes wide with shock.
"What the hell Ted?"
"I didn't say anything about a match."
"Well he seems to think you did."
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Silence engulfed us for a few moments before the Viper spoke.
"Ted, you go talk to the GM and see about getting Scarlett out of this match."
"OK." He replied and took off down the hall.
"And Ted." Randy called out. "You'd better hope he agrees."
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When Ted was out of sight the director yelled 'Cut' and thanked us.
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The promo was pre-recorded and would air at the beginning of Raw. Which I was glad about, it gave me plenty of time to get myself psyched up for my match.
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It had been a long time since any of the Divas had fought in a inter-gender match, these days it was all mixed tag matches, women never got to go one on one with the men.
So I felt privileged to be given such an opportunity.
I knew that this was a test run by the higher management, to see if bringing the Divas back into the spotlight with these types of matches, would go down well with the public.
I knew in my heart they would, as a fan it's exactly what I would like to see.
Just like back in the Attitude Era days.
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A few hours later, Raw had already begun.
The second match had just finished and Raw had gone to commercial. I left the Divas locker room and made my way to the Gorilla.
Punk's match was up next and I wanted to wish him luck.
As I turned the corner I saw Kelly standing with Punk and Kofi, she hugged them both and wished them luck. As she caught my eye, she leaned in and pressed a kiss to Punk's cheek. Then skipped off.
I removed the scowl from my face, replacing it with a bright smile as I walked towards my boyfriend. He smiled and held his arms open as he noticed my presence.
"Hey Cherry Bomb. What are you doing here?" He asked embracing me.
"I'm here to wish my hunky boyfriend luck. Have you seen him around by any chance?"
"Hmm... hunky you say? Nope, not at all. But since he's not here. How about a good luck kiss for me?" He grinned and I leaned up and gave him a sweet kiss on the mouth.
"He's a very lucky guy, your boyfriend."
"Truth be told, he's a bit of a douche, but I love him anyway." I smiled.
"Good luck babe." I winked at him as his music began to play.
"Luck is for losers." He said without missing a beat, "It's clobberin' time." He said with a wink of his own.
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I watched Punk's match from the monitors in the Divas locker room with Beth and Nattie.
I felt so proud of him, he was in full character mode, the crowd were booing him and he ate it all up. CM Punk would occasionally taunt the crowd and Kofi, he was brilliant at portraying a heel.
Halfway through the match Kelly came in and sat on one of the benches. When Punk delivered his patented high knee and bulldog combination she cheered loudly, obviously trying to get a reaction from me, but at Nattie's urging I ignored it. Beth offered to lead her outside and Glam Slam her onto a car but I politely declined, if anyone was going to break her face, it would be me.
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The match finished off and Punk was the victor, he performed a beautiful G.T.S on Kofi before going for the pin and picking up the win much to the annoyance of the crowd.
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I stood up and excused myself as I went to meet him.
I had been so excited at his win I had never noticed the blonde bimbo was missing from the locker room until I saw her in front of my boyfriend with her scrawny arms around his neck.
Punk looked annoyed, he was never good at hiding his annoyance for long. I was tempted to stay back and let him say something to her but the part of me wanting to congratulate him overpowered that thought and I ran towards him. He pushed Kelly aside the moment he laid eyes on me.
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"Congratulations." I yelled jumping into his arms.
He swung me round before setting me on the ground but not releasing me.
"Thanks. Next stop, Intercontinental Champion." He smiled.
"I can't wait."
"I think you're needed." He said glaring behind me.
I should have guessed it. Sure enough standing looking at us was Randy, Ted and Cody. I turned back to Punk.
"I'll see you after, we can celebrate properly."
"Hell yes! Go kick some Cleveland ass." He said giving me one last kiss before I slipped from his arms and made my way over to my stable mates.
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Our promo had run just before Punk's match, now it was time for our next promo, and this one was live. I was bricking it.
We got into position in our locker room. "And action."
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The locker room door opened and in walked Ted.
"Well?" Randy asked from his seat on one of the benches.
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Ted shook his head, "No. He wouldn't do it. He said he thought it was a great match and one he'd be interested in seeing. That there was no chance he was going to cancel it."
"Damn Piper. He's doing this to screw with us."
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I stood up.
"Where are you going?" Ted asked.
"Thanks to you and your big mouth, I've got a match up next." I said storming from the room.
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Randy rose from his seat and walked towards Ted.
"You'd better hope she wins, or it's you I'm holding the both of you personally responsibly."
"What did I do?" Cody replied jumping up from the couch. "I wasn't even there."
"If you hadn't screwed up last week in our match, we would have won the damn thing and none of this would have happened." Randy yelled before he walked out the door, slamming it behind him leaving Ted and Cody alone.
"What are we going to do?" Cody asked.
"I don't know." Ted replied.
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"Good job guys. Thanks." Randy opened the door again and we both entered the room. "The match is up next if you all want to head out." The director said before he and the crew left the room.
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The match was fairly one sided. Miz dominated throughout. I got a couple of kicks in but every time I started to build momentum, he'd cut me off.
Miz had just laid me out of the mat with a Skull Crushing Finale.
He should have went for the cover, but he didn't.
He decided to humiliate me more by show boating and taunting me.
To my surprise, and to that of the announcers, the crowd began chanting my name. Willing me to get up and stop The Chick Magnet.
When he'd decided he had taunted me enough he went for the pin, once again trying to humiliate me by yawning with one hand to his mouth while the other was draped across me. Just before the referee's hand came down for the three count I got my shoulder up.
Miz was livid.
He launched into a heated argument with the ref, while I used to ropes to get to my feet.
When he turned back I hit him with a Super Kick, connecting my boot with his chin. He went down and I quickly went to pin him.
I hooked his leg but I never heard the ref count.
Looking up I noticed he was shouting at someone at the ropes.
I got up from the ground and moved to see who was interrupting my match, I was surprised to see Cody.
"What are you doing?" I yelled to him. "Go away."
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I turned back in the ring as Miz got to his feet only to see Ted dive under the bottom rope and hit Miz with a chair shot. Unfortunately the referee had chose this time to turn his attention back to the inside of the ring and I was disqualified.
I looked at Ted with a look of fury in my eyes before I slipped out of the ring, completely ignoring Cody and stomped up the ramp.
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Backstage I continued to stomp through the hallways, Ted and Cody ran after me.
"Scarlett!" Ted yelled as I continued to ignore him.
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I entered the locker room and began throwing stuff into my bag.
The door opened, Ted and Cody entering still trying in vain to speak to me.
I threw my bag on the floor and went toe to toe with Ted slapping him in the face.
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At that moment Randy burst through the door or should I say a very angry Viper.
"What the hell was that out there?" He screamed.
"You told me to make sure she won." Ted screamed back. "I was trying to help."
"You didn't do a very good job. She lost the match."
"We were just following orders." Cody piped in.
"Following orders? I never told you to interfere. I'm in charge of this group, you all do as I say."
"Well maybe we're sick of following your command." Ted yelled.
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Before he could say anything else, Randy punched him knocking him to the floor.
Randy moved around Ted, berating him while he lay on the floor. He looked to me, but before he could open his mouth Cody charged at him. Randy pushed me out of the way before Cody speared him into the lockers.
The two rolled about the floor before the Viper got the upper hand, he got to his feet and delivered a few kicks to Cody's ribs.
He was seething, he began backing up towards the shower room.
He ran at Cody and punted him in the head, I let out a shriek.
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The Viper began panting heavily, his eyes looked demented, his face was contorted into that sick smile of his as he looked at the unconscious body of Ted.
He began backing up again.
Fear rose within me. I moved in front of him.
"Enough, you've punished them enough." I cried out, reaching out tentatively with a shaking hand to touch his forearm.
His head snapped to look at my hand on his arm before he brought his eyes to meet mine. The look of sheer terror on my face evident as I gulped down hard, my tear filled eyes stayed locked with his as he took a step towards me. I panicked and pulled my arm away, jumping back slightly as he kept moving towards me and I backed up.
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Soon I found my back against the wall.
My body began to shake as he advanced on me. His wild eyes bore into me as he stood over me, as I closed my eyes and swallowed the fear rising in my throat. I prepared myself for the oncoming blows, but nothing came.
I opened my eyes, expecting to see he was gone but was shocked to find his face mere millimetres from my own.
I held his gaze before I let out an involuntary cry.
This seemed to trigger something within him. The Viper moved back slightly, clenched his jaw and reached out, I screamed instinctively but his hand never made contact.
Instead he ripped open the door before exiting the room, leaving me with the two battered bodies of my team mates.
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"Cut. That was awesome guys." The director thanked us before leaving.
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I smiled before leaving to go shower and change.
As I walked down the hallway I couldn't help but think of the look I had seen in Randy's eyes.
Sure we had been acting but I saw something in his eyes, something that was not in his character, something real and not a part of his acting.
The moment I saw it, it had made me feel uncomfortable.
I don't know why as I don't even know exactly what I was I saw all I know was that it left me with an uncertain feeling in my stomach.
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