CHAPTER SIX
Monday Night RAW rolled around, and though the Divas were normally not a huge draw, there were quite a few signs in the audience for the girls in Knoxville, Tennessee. One of them, disturbingly, read "R.I.P. Glamazon", but disappeared after being shown on TV once or twice.
"I'm not sure if I want you going out there, Maryse…" Ted DiBiase, Jr., admitted, moments before the Divas match of the night, which would be including the girl under his protection, Maryse Ouellet. "I'm afraid you're gonna get your ass kicked out there, and that's not okay with me. I'm supposed to protect you, but I can't pull her off of you in a match."
"Ted, I am not going to get my ass kicked out there, you just have to trust me. Ashley was horrible in the ring before, the worst of them all and definitely the least talented, next to Maria. You don't have to worry, either." Maryse placed a hand on Ted's shoulder and patted twice before taking it back. "I have absolutely no worries about this match, or about these girls in general."
Kelly had come along with Maryse and Ted to wait for their match. Her bodyguard, who she had to beg and plead to protect her, but everyone would hopefully know better than to mess with, was CM Punk, who seemed rather humored at this opinion.
"Are you sure you shouldn't be?"
Before Maryse could answer, there was a scoff behind them. "You don't have to put on the strong act for girls who know you aren't. This is just pathetic." Lita commented as Ashley put her hands on her hips, and Lita let out a deep sigh. The reinstated theme song "Rockstar 101" began to play with their TitanTron, and Ashley flipped her hair just before she went through the curtains. "Pathetic," Lita repeated, before running out after her.
"This is a Diva's bout set for one fall! Approaching the ring, from New York, New York, being accompanied by Lita… Ashley!"
Ted was still distraught-looking after they had spoken, and was joined by Kelly. Punk put his arm around the little blonde girl, kissing the top of her head before whispering something. Kelly nodded, and then turned to Ted and Maryse. "We're gonna go back to the locker room to watch you guys. We'll catch up with you after. Be careful, you hear me?"
"Whatever."
Kelly and Punk walked away, leaving Ted staring at Maryse in what resembled horror. "Are you seriously not worried about this?"
"Why should I be? They wouldn't dare lay their hands on me, or you."
"You're her enemy, Maryse. I don't know what you're thinking."
A series of whistle-like noises and techno music began to play as "Pourquoi?" spilled from the arena's speakers and through the curtains went Maryse, Ted on her heels.
"And her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Ted DiBiase, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada… Maryse!"
It was obvious that Maryse was going to be the underdog going into this match against the returning Ashley, and they didn't expect much of her abilities. This was proven by the lame cheers that were shouted out, drowned out by the booing.
Ashley, in the ring, was laughing so hard you'd think she was about ready to piss her pants, while Lita stood outside of the ring, leaning up against the apron and laughing.
"Don't listen to them." Ted advised Maryse as she got into the ring and flipped her hair, winking and then turning around to strip off her jacket and toss it to Ted as she turned around.
"Cute." Ashley snarled, a wild smirk gracing her lips as Maryse turned around to face her once again. "You get your personality out of a bad reality show? Or, wait, was it a cereal box?"
"At least I didn't get mine out of a bad porn," Maryse retorted, and Ashley's face turned to anger.
She knew that she was getting under her skin, so as they went in to lock up, Maryse held out a hand to Ashley and fluffed up her hair, flipping her head over-and feeling something hard hit her in the face.
Ashley had punted her using her knee instead of her foot, and then was immediately on top of her as the bell rang for the match to begin. Maryse felt herself being mauled like a wild animal was on top of her, and she flailed about, trying to get in a slap or a kick-anything that would get this beast off of her!
"What a cheap shot to start the match from Ashley, King! Are you excited to see Ashley coming back into the ring?"
"I'm always excited to see more puppies, Cole! Maybe not as much when they've been doing what these returning puppies have been doing…"
Ted slammed his hands into the mat, trying to cheer Maryse on, but it only distracted her as Ashley was pulled off of her by the referee. She barely had a second to breathe before Ashley had pulled her to her feet and threw her into a turnbuckle somewhere-everything was so dizzying now.
Ashley came running at Maryse, but before Maryse could duck out of the way, Ashley had slammed into her and was climbing to the top rope to hit an elbow drop. Maryse fell to the ground, but not all the way, and reached for the ropes, pulling herself up. Ashley instead jumped back down and took Maryse by the hair, slamming her to the ground.
"Good job, Ashley!" Lita shouted from Ashley's corner.
"It sure seems like Ashley's gotten a lot more violent in the time she's been gone, King."
"You're telling me, Cole. Just imagine how Maryse must feel. Ashley's touching that beautiful blonde hair!"
Ted stepped up onto the apron, trying to distract Ashley for a second. Instead, Lita came running around the ring and grabbed him, pulling him down and shoving him back.
Ashley had gotten to the top rope once again and was perched there as Maryse rocked back and forth, trying to stand. Maryse got to her feet, and Ashley jumped, grabbing Maryse's neck with her ankles and spinning her around in a hurricanrana. She pinned Maryse straight out of this, and got a very strange reaction from the crowd-they had been cheering her before the match, but were booing her now.
Ted reached into the ring and grabbed Maryse by the arm, pulling her out of the ring. Maryse's nose was bleeding furiously from something Ashley had done while he was fighting with Lita, and he carried her back as Ashley turned to the timekeeper.
"Give me a mic." When the timekeeper didn't move quickly enough, Ashley ripped a page from Lita's book and shouted, "Give me a microphone!"
After snatching it from his hands, Ashley moved to the center of the ring, and let out a deep sigh before clicking her tongue once and putting the microphone to her mouth.
"I'm sure that no one wants to hear this, but this is the truth… and I think that all of you deserve the truth. That's why we're here, isn't it? To tell you the truth, to show you the truth, and to fix it. The WWE, face it, doesn't give a damn about their Divas. They don't care if we win, or if we lose. They don't care about their champion, who we took out personally last week right here on RAW, and who no one has heard from since. They care about sending girls in little to nothing to the ring to shake their tits and beat each other up for the entertainment of all of the horny men in the audience."
The audience began to loudly boo her at this, but she waved a hand through the air to shut them up. When they finally quieted down, she continued speaking, much to the crowd's continuing discontent. "If you'd like proof, I'll give you some. I won the WWE Diva Search in 2005, but instead of taking the time out of their day to train me officially, I was given a bunch of tapes and told, 'We'll see you when you're done watching these.' I had to teach myself. On top of that, I went up against Victoria almost immediately, a two-time Women's Champion, and a woman who later became a Women's Champion, Candice Michelle.
"Later, when I posed for Playboy in 2007, the WWE still cared more about my pictorial than teaching me how to really wrestle as I fought Melina, a vicious fighter who was-at the time-more talented than I was."
Ashley looked down for a moment, and then back out into the crowd. "Don't you realize what that says about how the WWE really cares about their Divas? They don't. Unlucky break for them if the girls they hired didn't get their own training." Motioning to the stage, where Ted and Maryse had retreated already, Ashley let out a laugh. "Obviously, I've been trained now."
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