Chapter 57: JR vs HHH
That next week, Vixen had been informed that she was supposed to wrestle Molly Holly. No doubt Trish would be at ringside to mess up her chances of winning, so Vixen asked a small favor from one of her own friends. Batista had to stay behind at the hotel while Vixen had to take a limo without him to the arena. When he was finally able to get another limo, he watched RAW on the built-in tv. This would be the first time Batista would be watching Vixen fight on tv without being near her. It was a little nerve-racking for him, but he knew she'd be okay. Although he wasn't too happy when he heard Trish's music playing as she escorted Molly Holly to the ring. He should've known she'd pull something like this, and wanted to try and drive faster to the arena to tell Vixen. However he heard Vixen's theme music play as she walked to the top of the ramp, and motioned for someone to join her. He smirked when he saw Lita high-fiveing Vixen and giving her a good pep talk while they walked to the ring. He watched her in her ring attire, a red tank top with black shoe laces tying it together down the middle, black wrestling pants with a red 'V' on the ass, and black wrestling boots. She had black arm pads and fingerless gloves, making her look as hot as always.
Vixen got into the ring and stared down Molly Holly, ignoring Trish's comments of never winning her title. Instead she listened to Lita's words of encouragement as both women circled the ring. They finally locked up, only to have Vixen shove Molly Holly to the mat, and rush to do a leg drop on her. Vixen quickly went for the cover, only to have Molly Holly kick out at 2. She knew she'd have to wear her down more before she could actually win. As soon as she stood up, Vixen was clotheslined by Molly Holly. She then grabbed Vixen by her hair and tossed her into the turnbuckles. Molly Holly started charging Vixen in the corner, only to be met by a boot to the face by Vixen. Vixen then climbed to the top turnbuckle, and did an Ultimate Leg Drop across Molly Holly's chest. She went for the cover, 1...2...Vixen was kicked in the back by an angry Trish.
Vixen tried to stand up but was being pounded by Trish's kicks to her back. She soon felt Trish cease, finding Lita coming to her rescue. Vixen slowly stood up and saw Molly Holly attacking Lita from behind, and holding her for Trish to Chick Kick. Before Trish could even bring her leg up, she was Scoop Slammed from behind by Vixen. The referee tried breaking up the fights, and announced the match over. None of the women cared about the bell, and continued going at it. Both Lita and Vixen clotheslined Molly Holly and Trish over the top ropes, cheering in victory as Trish and Molly Holly ran up the ramp. Vixen hugged Lita and thanked her for helping her out. Vixen lifted Lita's wrist in victory, laughing as they did so.
Batista was laughing and cheering, still in the limo at Vixen's performance. However he looked down at his watch, seeing that he was late. "How much longer until he reach the arena?" he asked the driver. The driver simply ignored him, like he couldn't hear him. "Hey! I'm talking to you!" Batista stated irritably. The driver simply smirked in the rearview mirror and put up the glass window between him and Batista. "Hey!" he yelled trying to reach the driver before the glass was put up. Damnit! Now what am I gonna do? He thought frantically, knowing that he promised JR to be in his corner tonight in his match against HHH. Batista pulled out his cellphone, only to find that he couldn't get any service. "This is not good," he growled.
Meanwhile, Lita and Vixen were walking backstage laughing at their performance in the ring. They met up with Stacy and Benoit, giving them hugs as they congratulated them. Vixen said thanks and ran to her dressing room to see Batista. "Batista did you–" she looked around confused, seeing that he wasn't there. "I thought he'd be here by now," she stated and pulled out her cell phone to try and call him. When he didn't answer, she started getting worried, "Maybe he's with JR already." At least she hoped he was and quickly changed to find JR, his match was soon. Lauren changed into a simple white tank-top and navy blue skirt, leaving her wrestling boots on. She ran through the halls to find JR, when she found him talking to the ref for his match. "JR!" she called out running to his side.
"Ms. Vixen, thank god. Where's Batista? I haven't seen any signs of him and my match is soon," JR replied worriedly.
"I–I thought maybe he was here with you. I haven't seen him either, he had to stay behind at the hotel so we took different limos to the arena. I thought he'd be here by now," Vixen said. Now she was even more worried, and tried calling him again. "I can't get a hold of him," she told JR. JR looked down in despair, until Vixen put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure he'll be here in time for your match, JR. He promised he'd be here and he's a man of his word." She gave him a smile as he smiled in return. Vixen stayed by his side until his match, knowing he needed all the confidence he could get. They had overheard the announcement for the draft lottery, but Vixen didn't pay much attention to it.
Vixen quickly ran back to her dressing room to see if Batista had gotten there yet, when she heard two very familiar voices around the corner. "H, what are we going to do when Batista gets here?" Flair asked.
"Nothing. Batista's never going to get here," HHH chuckled, saying how he had a little 'talk' with the limo driver picking up Batista.
That bastard! Vixen thought angrily. She ran back to JR, but decided that it'd be best not to tell him. He didn't need anymore bad news tonight, he had to keep believing that Batista was going to show up.
A stagehand came up to them telling them that JR's match was now, and that HHH and Flair were already in the ring. Vixen could see the uncertainty and fear in JR's eyes. "JR, you could still back out of this, it's not too late, and no one would blame you," she said.
"My parents didn't raise a coward Ms. Vixen," he replied with a little wink. Vixen smiled and linked arms with him as they walked through the curtain. They stood at the top of the ramp, seeing HHH clapping mockingly as JR appeared.
"I'll be at the announce table with King and Coach. Don't worry JR, I'm sure everything will be fine," Vixen told him and gave him a kiss on the cheek to wish him luck. JR kissed Vixen's hand and thanked her for her kindness. JR walked down the ramp by himself while Vixen made her way to the announce table, where King and Coach stood up to give her a chair and headset.
"Now joining us is the lovely Vixen," King said with a smile on his face. "Congratulations on your victory tonight Vixen, it was an awesome match."
"Thank you King. Though right now, I'm worried about JR. JR does not deserve this, he's a kind man who never did anything to HHH," Vixen said with anger in her voice.
"Well, JR was one who didn't know when to stop talking Vixen, and I think this will be quite the match up," Coach laughed.
Vixen turned to him with a glare on her face, "I'm sure you wouldn't be saying that if that was you in the ring with HHH, Coach. So I suggest you keep your comments to yourself." By the time Vixen had looked back at the match, JR had just given HHH a right hand to the face. "That's it JR! Get'em!" she cheered.
"HHH looks pissed now," King stated, worrying for his long-time friend. HHH then hit JR in the stomach, bringing him down to the mat. HHH was now on top of JR, giving him countless blows to the head. "JR's been busted open!" King exclaimed.
"Hey, I thought Batista was supposed to be here to help JR, Vixen," Coach said with a smirk.
"Batista promised he'd be here, and one way or another, he'll be here, and kick HHH's sorry ass!" Vixen explained sternly to Coach. "He is a man of his word, unlike a few people I know," she said glancing quickly at Coach.
"I know you're not talking about me," Coach said.
"Actually Coach, I am. Unlike you, JR is a complete gentleman, and he's not a coward. He had the option of just backing out of this match, but he chose not to. He's been nothing but kind to me ever since I joined the WWE." Vixen stated.
"HHH has just taken JR's belt! What's he going to–he's beating JR with the belt and–now he's choking him with it!" King screamed.
"JR doesn't deserve this!" Vixen cried, and couldn't take anymore. She threw her headset on the table and ran down the ramp. Neither HHH or Flair had noticed her coming down, until HHH got a low blow from behind. He fell to the mat clutching his groin, as Vixen knelt beside JR, asking if he was all right. She took hold of one of his arms and tried to help him up, when suddenly Flair grabbed her arm and threw her over the top rope. Vixen was able to actually land safely, and quickly ran to grab a steel chair. She slid right back into the ring, and hit Flair with it. She raised it to use it again, when it was pulled out of her hands from behind. Vixen quickly turned around to see HHH with the chair. Instead of using it on her, he dropped the chair and grabbed her arm and threw her into the turnbuckle. HHH was ready to punch her in the face, when someone grabbed his fist.
Vixen was somewhat relieved to see King telling HHH to back off. HHH backed away from Vixen, seeming reasonable for a moment. Until Flair came up behind King and started pounding on him. HHH smirked and was ready to continue his work on Vixen, when she looked up at the screen. HHH followed her line of vision to see a limo speeding into the garage. The driver's door opened to reveal a very pissed Batista! Vixen smiled, now seeing HHH's attention pointed to the screen. She quickly grabbed the steel chair from before, and tapped him on his shoulder. As soon as he turned around, he was met with a steel chair to the face.
However her fun was short-lived when Flair came up behind her and hit her with her own steel chair. Flair had grabbed some of her hair and brought her to her feet, yelling how Batista would lose the title, and how she was going to be taught a lesson for messing with Evolution. Flair pulled his fist back, only to be interrupted by Batista's music blasting through the speakers as he ran down the ramp into the ring. Flair had thrown Vixen out of the way and tried to stop Batista. Batista simply clotheslined him and started beating the hell out of him. He didn't notice HHH coming up behind him with a steel chair, until it connected with his head.
Vixen had crawled over to JR to try and help him up, when she saw HHH trying to give Batista the Pedigree. Before she could even try and help him, Batista had flipped HHH over him with a Back Drop. He then grabbed the chair and nailed HHH with it. Batista then grabbed JR's arm and had him cover HHH, giving him the win. Batista then helped the bloody JR to stand and raised his wrist in victory, until the referees and the conscious King started to help him backstage. Batista then saw Vixen using the ropes to help her stand up. He ran to her side and wrapped a supportive arm around her waist.
Vixen was just glad to see him and wrapped her arms tightly around him. Batista held her tightly, until he felt her take his wrist and raise it in victory. "The champ is here!" she yelled as the audience agreed with her. Batista just smiled down at her and helped her through the ropes. Vixen slowly set herself down off the apron and wrapped an arm around Batista's waist as they walked up the ramp.
A/N: AAAH! It's been so long since I updated. I'm sooooooo sorry! I've just been too excited about going to No Way Out, and with college and stuff it's all been so hectic! I hope this chapter makes up for it. Thanks for all the reviews:)