Meanwhile…

"How deep do you think I scratched him?" Amanda asked as she pressed an ice pack to Finn's right eye. "Sorry he hit you." She said as she felt his hands on hers.

"I'm alright… it's not your fault that he's turning obsessively fucked in the head." Finn replied.

"Sometimes I think he was just born crazy…" Amanda said, cringing slightly as a dull ache hit her shoulder. "I'm gonna kill that little bitch one day." She muttered.

"I know, it didn't break anything but a crack could've been easy to get. She's just getting more and more reckless with it… and I get the feeling that if she were to be fired, she'd cause no end of hell from the outside, leak things to the press and all that." Finn replied.

"Far from the first time that's happened and not with Alexa either, it was before she signed with the company… there was someone who left in 2011 and back in early 2013, she started causing trouble and saying that she wasn't getting to spend enough time with her husband. I had said to her "You know first hand how demanding this schedule is, Maryse, it doesn't mean that Mike is screwing around!"... and she flipped out big time. Next thing I knew, the National Enquirer was calling me relentlessly for an interview about my 'wild years' as they put it. Hell, even Dave Meltzer wouldn't leave me alone, the asshole he is." Amanda responded as she lowered the ice pack and Finn carefully took it and put it on Amanda's bruising shoulder… before both of their phones chimed with news alerts. "That's a photoshopped picture, who'd believe it?" She responded when she saw a picture on TMZ that looked like her and Finn kissing.

"Surprisingly, a lot of people… don't forget as part of the media itself, we've learnt to see these things that shout photoshop. Others… the fans, they'd be more easily fooled by it and I think whoever made this knows that." Finn replied.

"Chances are, there's a mob of teen fangirls outside who want to rip my eyes and hair out before Raw starts." Amanda said as she leaned against Finn.

"Probably… I'd be flattered if some of them didn't get so damn violent. Just part of being on TV a lot I suppose." Finn replied, resting his arm around her back.

"There was one time that a steel chair got thrown at my head in Italy when I was 19… broke my damn right eye socket." Amanda responded before both jumped back as the door flew open and Charlotte, Becky and Dianne picked themselves up.

"Char, that wasn't the best idea!" Dianne said as she helped steady the slightly disoriented blonde.

"You all threw yourselves at the door, why?" Amanda asked as she and Finn helped Becky sit down in a chair.

"To warn you about the damn storm that's being kicked up out there." Dianne answered, Amanda and Finn noticing that she was wearing her sports blade prosthetic instead of her usual one, which was unusual as she clearly hadn't been running or in the gym today. "There's a crowd out there demanding to know where you two are, they pulled me to one side and when I refused to say, they grabbed me, took the leg off and broke it against the wall!"

"Those damn hellions." Becky said.

"I'll go chase them off. And I appreciate the heads up but please don't injure yourselves." Amanda responded before she and Finn hugged and she grabbed a megaphone before heading to the back doors and pushing one open. "If y'all cause any more disruptions, the police will be called and you'll be carted off in handcuffs! The legal term for what you did to my friends is called assault and whoever broke the damn leg could also face vandalism charges!" She said loudly into the megaphone, the teen fans yelling in anger at her. "Right, you had your damn chance-" She responded, moments before ducking as a few handfuls of rocks and stones were thrown at her.

"I'll give you assault, bitches!" Amanda heard, looked up and saw Aestrid up on a ledge… before she began to shoot repeatedly at the crowd of teens with a paintball rifle, the teens running in a mix of pain from the ball impacts and anger at the paint staining their clothes and skin.

"I thought I was a terror at 16!" Amanda said as they walked back in and Finn and Becky ran to them.

"What happened out there?" Finn asked, resting his hand on Amanda's back.

"They didn't listen to me and responded with fistfulls of rocks… so Ace made them listen with her paintball gun which I didn't know she even had." Amanda answered.

"Those fans are insane!" Aestrid said after she had used the hydraulic crane to get back down and walked in.

"Damn right they are." Amanda responded as she realised from a cut on her lower lip that a rock had hit her, Finn pressing a napkin to Amanda's mouth.

It was a few hours later as the show was starting that Hunter stumbled into the backstage area, clothes disheveled and tie ripped up as Stephanie helped him sit down.

"I went looking for Dianne's leg… next thing I know, a bunch of teens in Demon King and Balor Club shirts jumped me!" Hunter explained.

"I wouldn't bother. From what she said, it was smashed against the wall. If that broke the main shaft, the balance would be off and it'll be useless anyway." Stephanie replied as she picked up the nearest first aid kit and returned to him.

"Fuck… last time fans went that berserk was when Shawn got married and that was 16 years ago." Hunter muttered as Stephanie patched him up.

Fixed up and in a different shirt and suit, Hunter found Amanda, who was stood still while getting the angel wings painted on her back with blue, white and grey paint.

"They mauled you? Hunter, I'm so sorry." Amanda said.

"It's not your fault… damn it, I was only looking for Dianne's leg, nothing to do with them at all." Hunter responded, sitting on a wooden stool nearby.

"They just completely pounced…" Amanda replied, Hunter seeing that the blue and white paint colored in the wings on Amanda's back and the grey outlined them… and Hunter also noticed spray on concealer on Amanda's shoulder.

"Reminds me… try not to kill him." Hunter said.

"No promises, I assume you saw the scratches on his face." Amanda replied.

"I did… and this is secret and unofficial by every standard, but I've told Aestrid to keep her eyes out tonight. Unofficial guard in case anyone tries anything stupid in the audience." Hunter responded.

"Good call, old friend." Amanda said as Hunter kissed her on her forehead.

She looked through the script and memorized it… and hoped it would go as planned.

A few hours later…

"Somebody turn the lights back on!" Seth said into the microphone… but the lights flickered into black and red. "That ain't what I meant! What, have you got a fucking monkey working the spotlight?" He yelled.

"Over here."

The lights shined on Amanda, Seth seeing the paint, white and blue Demon Queen outfit and pale blue contacts and the fans going crazy.

"I had to get your attention somehow. After all, you face my brother at Summerslam, it's obviously not gonna be a fair fight, is it, Mr. Seth freakin' Rollins?" Amanda responded, angering Seth… but not with what she said, because of how she looked. "What, the angel wings too much?" She asked after climbing down.

"Well, it's just… it makes you look like you're out of some legend, have we turned to the 'wrestlers of the round table' or something now?" Seth responded.

"No… just proving a point. Besides, you would've ignored me anyway, Mr Architect… or should I say thief because the only reason you've kept that title is with the help of The Authority so stop claiming that you're in the same league as The Icon, Sting and admit that you're a boy pretending to be a man! Hell, I can beat you for that championship!" Amanda responded, Seth's temper reaching its limit… but he laughed off the last part. "Want to prove me wrong in the 'interest' of best for business?" She asked casually.

"The fuck is she doing?" Finn asked as he and Aestrid watched from backstage.

"Getting him right where she wants him." Aestrid responded as Seth once again lifted the microphone to his mouth.

"Get a referee out here, title on the line!" Seth replied, referee Mike Chioda heading out there and the match starting as everyone crowded around the monitor as the commentators recomposed themselves.

"Well we have an impromptu title match underway. Any thoughts on Mandy's bold challenge, Jerry?" Michael Cole replied.

"She's been wanting to shut his mouth for over a year and I say he damn well deserves it!" Jerry answered as Amanda reversed a running powerbomb into the Black Widow submission hold and pulled back on Seth's right arm a bit too roughly, making Seth scream and fall to his knees.

Seth tapped out and the bell rang, Amanda releasing the hold and being handed the WWE Championship before she raised it over her head as Seth grabbed at his sore arm… before seeing Amanda exit the ring and being picked up and hugged by Finn, her legs cinching around his waist and arms around him.

"Your winner and new WWE Champion, Amanda Cena!" Lillian announced loudly.

"Good job showing the picture as fake…" Aestrid muttered with a slight smirk, then turning as Seth stormed towards her on his way out of the arena… and he yelped as she jabbed his arm with her electronic lighter, acting almost like a miniature taser.

"Ow, damn it!" Seth yelled.

"Oh come on, you're just pissed because you got beat by a girl half your size." Aestrid replied as Seth saw Amanda and Finn walk through the curtain.

And he was damn pissed about it.