*Third Person POV*

NXT Episode Date: August 7, 2014

"The following Divas match is scheduled for one fall. Approaching the ring first, from Boston, Massachusetts, Sasha Banks!"

The auburn-haired woman named Sasha Banks made her way down the ramp, smirking to herself. She smirked to herself for several reasons but only a few stuck out to her mind the most.

One reason, Sasha had broken away from the group she was once involved in named the BFFs or the Beautiful Fierce Females. The second reason, she was readily preparing for her number one contender match against Bayley for the NXT Women's Championship. And the third reason, she wanted to grow her nasty mean girl side that she unleashed since Summer Rae's lecture.

Sasha began to wonder who would be the next woman for her to throw her nastiness on. This would better show that she didn't need Charlotte nor Summer.

Sasha took off her jacket and her jewelry as she prepared herself for what was shocking. She almost expected her opponent to be Bayley or Becky Lynch but instead, she got quite the massive surprise.

It was Imigie.

Sasha had heard a lot about Imigie and even watched her match against Bayley, which she was successful in.

Sasha began to feel a bit nervous due to the intimidation in the raven-haired girl's eyes. She knew that these were the eyes showing that the girl was ready for a fight.

Keep your head up, Sasha thought. Maybe you might toss this girl around and actually show who's the boss.

As the girl got in the ring, both women stood merely inches from each other. Imigie was five inches shorter than Sasha but she still stared at Sasha dangerously.

The bell rang, signaling for the match the start. Both women stared at each other for a few moments, not entirely sure on who would take control of the match.

At last, Imigie was the one to push Sasha down, hard. Sasha gasped as she fell down, landing on her butt. She looked up at the recent newcomer, eyes wide with shock.

"Oh, you'll be sorry, sweetheart," Sasha snapped, waving her hand at Imigie, as if she were trying to warn her.

Her opponent didn't say a word as for possible fear that she'd be cut off by Sasha. She just stayed there, waiting for Sasha to get up on her feet again.

Sasha then got up to her feet, throwing multiple punches at Imigie. It wasn't long before Sasha began to dominate the match. At the very least, she was enjoying herself. Causing lots of pain to her opponent in front of her made her smile. However, it wasn't too long before she was rudely interrupted.

"Sasha's ratchet! Sasha's ratchet! Sasha's ratchet!" came the chorus of chants from the crowd.

Sasha stopped in her tracks, dropping Imigie down on the mat then saw the crowd continuing to chant "Sasha's ratchet" over and over. Anger boiled up in the young superstar as she shook her head in disbelief. She didn't want to believe that she was ratchet. The thought only made her angrier as she took a step close to her left, towards the ropes.

"I'm not ratchet!" Sasha screeched.

The only response she got was a chorus of boos. She shook her head then began to taunt at the crowd.

Little did she know that behind her, Imigie was slowly getting up to her feet. Imigie looked up to see Sasha taunting at the crowd. She just smirked, already thinking of a plan to catch Sasha off guard.

The raven-haired Diva picked up Sasha and Sasha gasped in surprise. Sasha tried to fight out of the hold but Imigie was too strong. Imigie hit Sasha with an electric chair drop.

Imigie smiled at herself for the job she had done to keep a distracted Sasha in the match. She was determined to show that she still had lots left to give.

That was when she got her chance to control the match. The crowd cheered at this, causing the youngest Diva in the match to crack a smile. It gave her more motivation to keep hold at controlling the match, perhaps longer than how long she originally anticipated.

"End Miss ratchet! End Miss Ratchet!" the crowd chanted.

Imigie quietly giggled to herself while Sasha grew even more furious, thinking of a plan to catch her opponent off guard so that she could control the match.

It wasn't long before Sasha finally thought of a plan to make sure she regained control of the match. She tried to carry out with her plan but much to her surprise and dismay, it didn't go as she planned.

Imigie was quick to notice what Sasha was trying to do so she quickly countered it then gave Sasha a Samoan drop.

Imigie went to pin Sasha but Sasha kicked out at two. Imigie could only open her mouth in shock as she backed away a bit. She began to wonder how she could add extra damage to Sasha before going for the final strike.

Sasha slowly got up to her feet then stared at Imigie directly in the eyes. Her body shook with fury but she remained at her position, ignoring every bit of pain she had suffered from earlier in the match.

"I'm the boss!" she shouted angrily. "You have no business walking around here!"

The crowd booed in disapproval of her words. They wanted to see the newest edition to the NXT Divas roster win the match. Not the ratchet wannabe boss.

However, Sasha wasn't finished with her ranting.

"So they think I'm ratchet?" she yelled, pointing to the crowd. "I guess you're the ratchet one! Come and get me!"

She began to taunt her opponent who looked horrified. Imigie never imagined that she'd be taunted in the exact fashion that Sasha was playing it.

"Think about who you're calling ratchet, mind you?" Imigie shouted, getting up to her feet. "Don't test me! A fighter ain't ratchet!"

Sasha only laughed at the reply as she Irish whipped Imigie to the turnbuckle across from her. Sasha ran to her then had her lying on the middle ropes. Sasha went for her diving double knee drop.

Sasha smiled herself as she positioned Imigie for a double knee backbreaker. Then, it happened.

Sasha then positioned her opponent for her finishing move, the Bank Statement. The move that would make anyone give up from the pain.

Imigie gasped at the sudden pressure that suddenly turned into pain. She tried to fight out of the submission but it only made Sasha angrier, causing her to hold on tighter.

"No!" Imigie cried.

It was no use trying to break away again. Sasha would get a tighter grip and Imigie would be left hanging in her own agony. Imigie had no choice so she was forced to tap Sasha's hand, signaling the end of the match.

"Here is your winner by submission, Sasha Banks!"

Sasha's mouth hung open in shock for a moment before smiling at herself. This was the momentum she wanted to be able to win against the girl in front of her. She wanted to keep it that way, come when she and Bayley faced off for an opportunity for NXT Women's Championship match against Charlotte.

Imigie on the other hand looked dazed and confused with a hint of sadness in her eyes. She looked up at Sasha who looked down at her, laughing at her. Imigie began to worry if Sasha had something else planned for her.

Her fears were confirmed when Sasha decided to add insult to injury. Sasha kicked the girl down then set her foot on top of Imigie's leg.

"I'm the boss!" Sasha shouted. "She's nothing!"

As if to make herself quite clear, Sasha kicked Imigie yet again with a smirk on her face. She brushed herself off before walking out of the ring, seemingly pleased with herself for what she had done. There was no remorse shown here and no remorse to be shown ever.

Imigie just sat there, shocked and humiliated from what she had gone through. This was not what she wanted to happen. If she was going to lose at all, she wanted at least some sort of acknowledgement that she had put much of her own effort in the match. Instead, she got tossed around which was an immediate slap to the face.

Despite her pain, she was determined to show that anyone getting away with this sort of brattiness wouldn't get away with it easily this time.

"This isn't over, Sasha," she whispered. "Win all you want against me but you'll be sorry."

She wanted to get back at Sasha for her actions but she wasn't sure how. All Imigie knew was that Sasha had humiliated her after her loss and Imigie was sadly on the receiving end of Sasha's mean side that had been put into place long before she made her debut.

Imigie got back up on her feet then got out of the ring but the only thing she gave the crowd was a sad smile. They must have already known what must've gone through her head.

She knew that Sasha had quite the mean spirit and she made sure to be careful but never did she expect to be humiliated the way she was. She wondered if her new friend, Becky Lynch, had known anything about this. She decided that she was going to ask Becky about this.

Imigie knew that she couldn't ask Sasha. That would put her in serious peril in a similar fashion like earlier. She needed to ask someone who had faced Sasha's formed mean side to see if there was any way that she could try to learn more about being cautious so that she wouldn't be hurt like this again.

Imigie made her way backstage to notice Becky Lynch sitting on a soundboard by the wall. Becky was looking up at Imigie, a hint of sadness was shown in her eyes.

Imigie walked closer to her then sat down next to her. She curled herself into a ball, trying to process everything going on in her head. It was too much for her to take.

Becky could see that all was not right with her new friend. She noticed that her shoulders were ever so slightly shaking but Becky wasn't going to leave her in this state. She gave her a comforting hug, neither woman saying a word for a few moments.

After that, Becky let Imigie go and she could see that her friend looked up at her with a small and sad smile. Becky's heart sunk at watching how so broken her friend was.

"I saw what happened," Becky said quietly in her thick Irish accent. "Sasha... she's trouble. She's carrying that nasty spirit. I'd never thought she'd unleash it out on anyone else besides myself, Bayley, and even Charlotte. But honestly, I feel really bad for you. You were simply here to build yourself up but then Sasha... halts your mission. And honestly, I wish I had something else to possibly help you but I've always lost against Sasha so I don't have much to offer. I don't know about Bayley or Charlotte. Charlotte may have a different perspective because she used to be in a team with her."

She paused for a moment to collect her own thoughts then placed a hand on her friend's shoulder, as a sign of reassurance. Imigie could only keep that small and sad smile in return as Becky spoke again.

"I don't know why but I think Sasha may go for a new plan in the next few months or so," she continued. "She might try to get to you more or something until she tries to get you to join her or something."

She noticed that Imigie's eyes widened with shock and horror and her body had tensed up. Becky wondered if it was what she had said that caused Imigie to react in such a way.

"I can't," Imigie muttered, shaking her head. "I can't join her. I won't join her. Sure, I may be a bit ruthless but there is no way in hell I'm joining her. She can keep at her mean side all she wants but I'm not going to be as mean as her."

Becky could tell from the tone of Imigie's voice that she was being absolutely serious about refusing to join Sasha.

"Sasha once tried to get Janalyn but Janalyn refused," Becky said.

Imigie looked confused. She had never heard of this Janalyn person who Becky spoke of.

"Janalyn," she said. "Who's that?"

"She's another Diva here," Becky answered. "She, like Sasha, has quite the mean side that scares a lot of people. However, she takes the word "Diva" and really likes to be out there with it. She pretty much dresses like a Diva. She came here about two and a half months before you did. I'll tell you, she's so into this persona that if someone wondered if she'd aligned herself with someone who's almost the exact opposite, they'd either get frowned upon or laughed at. Weird, I know. But, if she did plan on having an alliance with anyone like that, it wouldn't be soon for sure."

Imigie thought for a moment as she tried to process everything that was said about this Janalyn person. She hadn't come across her at all since she first came into NXT.

She took a moment to think about everything Becky was telling her. Was she now forced to be even more cautious with how the mean streaks can go?

"In all seriousness, you have to keep careful because you have no idea on where you'll end up," Becky finished.

The other woman shuddered at hearing this. She just looked at Becky, a worried look on her face. She wanted to show that she didn't need someone else to help her win or anything. She wanted to win her matches alone and lose them alone.

"I will," she replied.

Nothing else was said between the two women. They just stared at the ceiling in silence, wondering what could be on for them in the next week. There was absolutely no telling, as far as either woman were concerned.

There was bound to be a lot to happen in the match next week and one woman sitting at this very moment made herself sure that she would pay close attention. It would do enough to save her from the worst fate coming to her.