Chapter 76: Hurt Him, Save Her
The referee raised the title high, as Lillian announced it as No Disqualifications match for the Women's Championship. Trish and Vixen both watched the belt be placed outside the ring. Looking into Trish's eyes, Vixen realized that Trish would do absolutely anything to get it back, just as Vixen would do anything to keep it. As soon as the bell rang, they charged each other, ready to have some gold around their waist by the end of the night.
Both women charged, locking up in the middle, struggling to push the other one away. Trish allowed Vixen just enough slack to land a knee to her abdomen. Vixen felt Trish then throw her into the turnbuckle and send a few elbows to her face. When Vixen felt she had a shot, she kicked Trish away and hopped onto the third turnbuckle. While in the air, Trish jumped and kicked Vixen right in the stomach.
Vixen landed smack on the mat, trying to get her breath back. Trish didn't feel like waiting and grabbed her by her hair, allowing Vixen a clear shot to her stomach. As Trish bent over, Vixen grabbed her and performed a DDT. Vixen then went for the cover, only to have Trish kick out at two. The current Women's Champion knew she wouldn't have enough time for something off the top rope, so she settled for using the ropes to propel her into a leg drop across Trish's chest. However Trish was just able to roll out of the way, causing Vixen a lot of pain.
While she was vulnerable Trish sent a kick upside Vixen's head, and went for the cover as well. Vixen kicked out at one, driving Trish insane as she went for another cover, only to have Vixen kick out again. Trish stood up and tried kicking her upside the head again, not expecting Vixen to catch her foot and kick her other leg out from underneath her. As soon as Trish was on the ground, Vixen quickly ran and put her in the Boston Crab.
A smile came on Vixen's face when she heard Trish's screams. "Tap out!" everyone screamed, including Vixen.
"No!" Trish would scream back, trying as hard as she could to get to the rope. Vixen couldn't hold her back and hold the move as strongly at the same time. Vixen cursed when the referee told her to let go, and looked down at the pained look on Trish's face. She went after her while she had the chance, only to get a thumb to the eye. Trish slowly got up, seeing Vixen trying hard to get her sight back. Trish grabbed Vixen's head and hit it against the turnbuckle twice, before Vixen propped her foot up and pushed them both out of the corner.
Trish was tired of playing around, and finally remembered the rules of the match. A smirk came on her face as she slipped out of the ring and looked underneath the apron. When Vixen finally got her sight back, she saw that Trish had disappeared. "Now where did she–" Vixen was cut off by a hit to the back with something hard and cold. She fell to the ground, grabbing at her throbbing back. The pain surged through her as she rolled around, trying to fight the pain. Vixen looked up at the triumphant look on Trish's face as she held a steel chair in her hands. "Damnit," she groaned, trying to get to the ropes.
"Where're ya going little Vixen?" Trish taunted and lifted the chair high again. Vixen was lucky enough to roll out of the way beneath the bottom rope. Her body simply fell to the floor, allowing even more pain to run through her. "Get back in here and face me!"
Vixen didn't respond as she slowly reached her hand beneath the apron, and felt something even better than a steel chair. It was Vixen's turn to smirk as she brought the weapon closer to her, just in time for Trish to come out and join her. Vixen used the apron to get to her feet, using the corner of her eye to see Trish ready to hit her again. Just as the chair came down, Vixen swung the sledgehammer in her hands to knock it away. Trish looked absolutely terrified to see a sledgehammer in Vixen's hands, and tripped onto her feet when she tried to back away.
The sledgehammer fell to Vixen's side as she used her other hand to grab Trish's hair and haul her to her feet. She dropped the hammer and threw Trish into the steel steps, the lovely sound echoing throughout the arena. Vixen grabbed Trish again and tossed her into the ring, preparing for a moonsault off the top rope. Vixen gave a little smirk to the crowd as she jumped through the air, and landed across Trish's chest. She went for the cover...1...2...3! Vixen jumped up and down, happy that she kept what belonged to her.
"Here is your winner, and still Women's Champion, Vixen!" Lillian proclaimed, as Vixen happily took her title and jumped onto the turnbuckle. The crowd cheered along with her as she held up the belt, seeing that it looked even prettier than before the match. Trish rolled out from the bottom rope, plenty pissed from the outcome.
"Get out here!" she screamed towards the top of the ramp. Vixen stopped celebrating when she heard new music playing through the speakers.
"Oh it figures," Vixen exclaimed in annoyance as she rolled her eyes. Viscera slowly but surely made his way to the ring, licking his lips as he did so. Vixen hated to admit it, but she was in no condition to fight him, even with the countless weapons at her disposal. So she did the only thing she could do, and that was slip out of the ring and head to the guardrail. She looked back to Viscera starting to run towards her, and knew he wouldn't be able to keep up if she jumped the guardrail. I hate having to put the audience in between us, she thought in shame, but knew she had no choice. Before he could make a grab for her, Vixen hopped over the rail and started running through the audience. She could feel countless pats on the back, and high-fived who she could along the way. Vixen turned around to see that Viscera was having trouble getting over, which made her laugh. "Nice try Trish!" Vixen called out. As she was backing away, she heard someone from the audience yell "Look out Vixen!"
As soon as Vixen turned around she jumped back, "What the hell are you doing here?" she yelled in shock. Gene Snitsky stood before her, a sick smile on his face as he reached for her. Vixen simply hit him in the head with her title and made a break for backstage. She knew that Snitsky wouldn't have such a hard time catching up with her. In fact as soon as she got backstage she could hear him chasing her, along with Viscera. What am I supposed to do now? She yelled in her mind as she kept running, not knowing or caring where she was going.
Vixen turned her head to see Snitsky catching up to her, and tried running even faster. However the next corner she turned, she had run right into a pair of strong arms, and was quickly swung behind them. "Batista!" Vixen gasped when she saw who it was. Batista didn't respond as he waited for Snitsky to come around the corner.
Snitsky unknowing of Batista's presence, ran right into a furious punch. Snitsky was almost knocked out by one shot, as Batista continued to hit him and throw him into the various crates and walls. It was then that Vixen realized that this was the first time Batista was able to get his hands on Snitsky since that horrible night. All the events started playing over again, and Vixen could barely take it. Batista was still punching Snitsky down into the ground, until he was attacked from behind by Viscera.
Vixen quickly grabbed a metal pipe sitting nearby and hit him across the back. Viscera went down to one knee, but he wasn't out of this little scuffle just yet. Vixen went for another shot, only to have Viscera catch and squeeze her wrist. "I like it when they play rough." Viscera smirked as he backed her against a wall. Vixen had dropped the pipe from her hand, feeling his body crush hers against the wall.
"Get off me!" she screamed, trying to push him off of her. Viscera leaned towards her face, only to back off instantly. He again fell to one knee, apparently having been struck by the pipe again. Vixen figured it had been Batista, but was once again surprised.
"You all right?" Ric Flair asked her, holding the pipe in his hand. Vixen could only nod as Batista joined both of them, his knuckles covered in Snitsky's blood.
He instantly took Vixen into his arms and held her tight, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine, thanks to you guys," Vixen replied hugging him back. Flair looked ready to leave them when Vixen took his hand in hers. "Thank you Ric," she said kindly and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Anytime my dear," Ric said with a smile, and again turned to leave.
"Ric?" Batista called out to him. Ric turned back around and was surprised to see a hand held out to him. "Thanks man."
Ric smiled a little more and shook his hand, "Like I said, anytime." With that, Ric Flair officially walked off, a smile still on his face.
A/N: Vixen won! WEE! Lol. And again, Ric is a hero. I love making him a good guy teehee. I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and the fact that Vixen got to use a sledgehammer, because I sure did :)