Chapter 55: Vixen vs. Trish
Batista and Lauren were in the limo on the way to the arena. They had gotten word that her and Trish's match would be the second event of the evening. Batista could feel Lauren's hand shaking terribly in his. He lifted it and kissed it tenderly, "You're going to do just fine." Lauren smiled in return as she mouthed a 'thank you'. The limo came to a stop as Batista placed his championship over his shoulder, and linked his arm with Lauren's as they walked to the arena. Fans were going wild for the Animal, as they could both hear cheers for Vixen to kick Trish's ass.
They both waved and signed a few autographs before they made their way inside. Before they reached their locker room, Lita and Stacy ran up to Lauren, wishing her luck. Batista and Lauren walked in, noting that as soon as they turned on the monitor, once again HHH came out saying how he knew Batista's weakness. It just happened to be the Pedigree, HHH's finishing move. Lauren couldn't watch anymore as she went inside the bathroom to change while Batista watched the monitor. He watched him beat the hell of both Rosey and Hurricane, his blood boiling, knowing that he and HHH would fight again for the title at Backlash. Bring it, H. Batista smirked as HHH walked smugly up the ramp, knowing he would beat him again.
Batista suddenly heard someone clear their throat behind him. He turned around and was absolutely blown away. He stood up, to see Lauren in her ring attire. The top was a shirt that was barely bigger than a bra, revealing all of her torso, not that he minded. It was hot pink with a black, cursive 'V' right in the middle. Her pants were black with hot pink laces cris-crossing all the way down the sides of her legs, down to regular wrestling boots that went up to her knees. She had gloves without fingers that ran up to her elbows, with pink laces like her pants. Her hair was down, and straighter than usual, outlining her beautiful face. "So what do you think?" she asked slightly timid.
"Damn" was all he could say, making Lauren smile. Just then a stagehand knocked on the door telling them that Lauren had five minutes. Lauren took a deep breath and started doing some quick stretches. Once she was finished she signaled for both of them to head to the curtain. They saw Trish standing alone at the curtain, making them think HHH wasn't going to bother helping her in this match. "I'll be at the announce table with JR and King, okay?" he asked her. Lauren nodded, and kissed him sweetly on the lips. They heard Trish's music play as she walked down the ramp to the ring. Lauren waited by the curtain with Batista's hand on her hip, telling her she could do it.
Lauren heard her music start to play as she walked through the curtain ('Where Will You Go' by Evanescence), with Batista still holding her until he walked over to the announce table. Vixen winked at him as she made her way down the ramp by herself, spotting her opponent in the ring.
"And making her way to the ring, weighing in at 135 pounds, the challenger, Vixen!" Lillian Garcia announced. Vixen jumped up onto the apron, slipped between the ropes and looked around the audience, hearing the loud applause and cheers for her. Vixen couldn't help but smile, despite her nervous state. She then looked at Trish, who was not smiling in the least, but that simply made Vixen smirk. Vixen's music ceased, as Lillian exited the ring, and the bell rang.
Here we go, Vixen thought as both women charged each other in the middle of the ring.
Meanwhile, Batista was commenting on the match with JR and King. "Tell me Batista, do you think Vixen actually has a chance here against our Women's Champion?" King asked him.
"King, you are looking at the next Women's Champion come Backlash," Batista replied.
"Oh! And both ladies lock up in the middle of the ring, with Trish throwing Vixen into the turnbuckle!" King exclaimed. Trish then tried charging Vixen in the corner, only to be met with a boot to the face. "Look at this! Vixen's climbing up to the third turnbuckle! What's she doing?"
Batista looked on wondering the same thing himself. He watched as Vixen jumped down, giving Trish an Ultimate Clothesline. Vixen laid there for a moment to catch her breath, then covered Trish...1...2...kick out. Trish grabbed her by the hair and threw her clear across the ring. Trish stalked over to her and bent down to smack her across the face, only to have her hand caught by Vixen.
"Oh my gosh! Vixen blocked Trish's smack and...she just flipped Trish over her! This is already an amazing match!" King said excitedly. Batista was smiling at how Vixen was doing, and couldn't be more proud of her. Both women were standing now, ready to charge once again. "Both women are glaring at each other, wondering what the other woman will do next!"
"King you can see it in Vixen's eyes, she really wants that shot at the Women's Championship, and she'll do whatever it takes to get it," JR commented. Batista stayed silent, merely intent on watching Vixen fight. "Oh my god! Trish has put Vixen in a Boston Crab! Vixen might have to tap out!" Batista almost jumped out of his seat to go down and help her, but he knew she had to do this herself. Vixen looked ready to tap, but insisted she wasn't going to give up, and struggled to the ropes. It was literally at her fingertips, until she felt it in her hands, followed by instant relief as Trish was forced to release the hold. Trish then grabbed her by the hair and threw her into the ropes, only to be met with a clothesline from Vixen. Trish jumped right back up, only to be scooped up and slammed back down. "Vixen just did a Scoop Slam! Perhaps she'll go for the cover–what is she doing?" JR asked.
"It looks like she's trying to decide what she should do! She's looking at the turnbuckle and–now she's climbing the turnbuckle! She's–oh my god! She's going for a Moonsault!" King yelled in amazement. Vixen smirked at Batista, and went on with the move, which she landed perfectly. Vixen went for the cover...1...2...3! "Vixen's won the match! She now is the #1 contender for the Women's Title!" King said excitedly. Vixen went around the ring, hopping onto the turnbuckle, acknowledging the audience, who was cheering madly for her. She signaled that she would be the next Women's Champion, come Backlash.
She looked up the ramp to see Batista pulling off his headset and walking to the top of the ramp with a huge smile on his face. Vixen stood in the middle of the ring, hands on her hips, smirk on her face. Batista wagged his finger towards him, signaling her to come to him. Vixen gladly slipped through the ropes, and jumped off the apron to make her way up the ramp. She was stopped by Trish coming up from behind pulling her hair, and throwing her into the apron. Vixen looked just in time to see her hit her in the head with her title, telling her she'd never have it. Vixen slowly got up, without Trish seeing, and tackled her into the ramp. She was ready to punch her in the face, when pyros went off.
Vixen got off her, and backed away from her, knowing Trish was in trouble. Trish backed away, frightened as anything, as Kane started making his way down towards her. Batista had joined Vixen's side, watching as Kane came closer. Vixen simply smirked and said "She's all yours!" Kane laughed as he continued his pursuit of Trish Stratus. Batista smirked as well, wrapping his arms around Vixen and leading her backstage to their locker room.
A/N: I hope you liked it. I'm QUITE upset about Batista's handing over the title, and that asshole ANGLE winning that title. Oh well. I still have my stories where all is well. Thanks for all your reviews. If you really want to read an awesome story, I HIGHLY recommend 'More For Their Money' by Queen Li. I absolutely LOVE this story, and so will all you John Cena fans. :)