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CHAPTER FIVE

Randy's face was a picture. He continued to hold his neck but the look on his face said he wasn't sure where to look, or what to say or think. His eyes portrayed a massive amount of confusion along with questions he was clearly dying to ask.

I flushed a little under his gaze, this being the first time, I'd been around him off screen.

Ted had his hands on his hips and he licked his lips softly, his pink tongue dragging along them slowly. He lifted one hand away from his hip and raised it to wipe the beads of sweat from his face.

Cody was looking between Randy, Ted and I, not able to find the words to say anything.

"Randy listen...I..."Ted started but Randy just shook his head slowly, wincing at the pain shooting through it before he started off down the hall, Cody following close behind him. I was left to endure Ted's harsh gaze.

He stalked towards me slowly, stopping so close he almost crushed me against the wall.

"We'll talk about this later" he uttered pointing his finger at me. I smirked.

"You know, its awfully rude to point. Didn't daddy ever teach you any manners?" I grabbed his hand and pulled it down. He quickly reversed that and grasped my wrist, lifting it to pin it against the wall at the side of my head, my other one joining it on the other side of my face.

"This isn't a game Noah. Randy's gonna be after my ass for this. He's done nothing but talk about you since your 'preview'. I didn't want him to know, I'd asked you out. Its...."

"Look, Ted," I pulled my wrists from his grip and looked up at him "You didn't mind playing with me in the hall when you wouldn't give me the Ipod back and now I'm having a little fun. I'm sure big, bad Randy Orton isn't that bad. Now if you don't mind, I've got things to organise. I'll see you around". I moved out of his grasp and looked back when he touched my shoulder. His fingers curled around it gently.

"You better believe you'll see me around sweetheart" he drawled.


RAW: DETROIT, MICHIGAN

I grabbed the stapled booklet of paper sitting in Paul's changing room and sat down in front of the mirror with it.

Dusty Rhodes, hosting Raw tonight....well, well, well....I wonder what will go down?

My debut...yadda, yadda, yadda. I'm versing....Alicia Fox. Excellent, I've always wanted to hit her. She just comes off really fake and annoying. That walk is something that she'll need to work on. It hurts to watch her walking to the ring.

Randy and Legacy confronting me after the match.....Whoa! Wait a minute. Confronting me after the match? What the hell? In the ring?

I kept reading through the next 3 or 4 pages of the script to find out what was going to happen. Afterwards, I slumped back in my seat with a sigh, staring at the mirror.

Jeez, this better go okay, I don't want to be hurt on my first night.

I continued to read through the script before going to get ready for my match.

I stood in the gorilla position warming up. I was dressed in a pair of tight black leather trousers with knee high black wrestling boots over them. Each boot had a peace symbol printed on the front in silver. My silver top was similar to a lace-up corset but had straps to hold it up over my shoulders. I had my hair down and straight over my shoulders. I also had black leather elbow pads on which had a silver peace sign on each of them as well.

I bent over to reach my toes, stretching my legs and arms at the same time. I stood back up, flipping my hair over my head.

"That's almost lethal" a voice sounded from behind me. I turned around to see Randy standing there by himself. He had his wrestling gear on but was without his belt.

"What? How good I look in these pants?" I asked with a smirk before closing the stance my feet were in and turning to face him.

I watched him trying to fight a smile and I giggled softly.

"You haven't changed a bit Noah".

"On the contrary, you seem to have changed a lot. But I think I can safely say its for the better".

He walked towards me and gestured for us to sit in the seats by the monitor. I still had a few minutes before my debut match. I warily sat down, not at all sure what he was going to say.

As we sat down, he seemed a little nervous, fidgeting with his hands and tapping his legs up and down.

"Is something wrong? Look, Randy, I know you're here to talk about me being in this business. It must be hard for you, after what happened. It was hard for me too, seeing you. At one point, I didn't think I'd be able to hit you with that chair, the first week, because my heart kept telling me not to do it. But I had to. I needed to do it, for the sake of my job and yours. This storyline, its just business. Isn't that what you always say in the ring, if you do something that Ted or Cody don't like? Its just business. What he have....had rather, its nothing to do with what goes down on-screen. I want to be your friend. I'm not here to fuck your life up O" I said using the nickname for him "I know you're happy with your girlfriend...ummm Sam right?". He nodded "Be happy with her. I'm happy with my life. You be happy with yours and we'll deal with whatever happens in between when we get to it. Okay?"

He seemed to let out a deep breath as his shoulders sagged a little.

"There nothing like lifting a good bit of tension. Now, I've got a match to get ready for. Wish me luck?". I stood up from the chair and looked at the monitor. The last match was just finishing and now I was going to be introduced first.

I felt Randy grab my hand and tug me around. He pulled me till I was standing in between his parted knees. He took my other hand in his and rubbed his thumbs over the back of them. I stared into his deep blue eyes and sighed. He let go of my hands and placed his hands on my hips, rubbing the leather a little with his hands. My hands went onto his shoulders and I ran one gently through his short hair. He closed his eyes for a moment and leaned into the touch.

"Good luck" he whispered opening his eyes again "I'll see you out there".

I winked at him before he leaned forward and placed a parting kiss on my forehead. He let me go and I walked back to the gorilla, turning and waving as I stepped through the curtain.


Running up the steps towards the ring, my music blared through the arena. Some of the crowed were cheering and some were booing, still sore about what happened last week at Summerslam. I dipped through the bottom rope and then proceeded to do a no-handed cartwheel across the ring, flashing the peace sign at the crowd at the end. They cheered a little more. I turned around as my music died out and bent forward, my hands resting on my thighs as I waited for Alicia to come to the ring.

Her music began and she appeared through the curtain, a smug expression on his face. She had her hands on her hips and she started that god awful swagger down to the ring. I closed my eyes and had to fight back a laugh. She made her entrance, stopping to give me a dirty sneer before the Lillian left the ring and the ref rang the bell. I stood in front of her, anticipating her first move.

My eyes narrowed slightly as we both held our hands up defensively.

She swung at me with her right hand, but I grabbed it and pressed my thumbs into the palm of her hand, pushing her wrist back and making her cry out. I stamped my feet on the floor, getting more leverage into the hold. My eyes widened with laughter as she fell to her knees but as the ref asked her to give, she kept screaming no.

I swung around and turned it into a back arm twist, pushing her arm up her back and holding it there. She screamed again before she got to her feet and fought out of the hold. She whipped me into the ropes and hit me with a unexpected 'Closeline'. I slammed to the mat, dazed a little. She turned to the crowd, holding her hands up in the air as she taunted them and me. I pushed myself up from the mat, in a similar fashion to both Shawn Michaels and The Rock. I stood behind her before leg sweeping her to the floor. She fell flat on her face. I picked her up and turned her away from me, wrapping her arms around her neck and pulling back on them. I then yanked her down to the floor in a 'Straight-Jacket Neckbreaker'. I let go of her arms and pulled her leg up to get the pin. The ref made the three count, allowing me to complete my first match with a win.

I pushed her off me and stood in the ring, flashing my peace sign to the crowd. I stood on the turnbuckle and done the same thing again. I got down and walked over to the left side of the ring and reached down to ask for a microphone. I was handed one and I moved back into the centre of the ring.

"Well, for me, that was the first of many wins on this show. I'm here to show the world that the WWE can have dominant women wrestlers. I'm not here to be a diva. I want to wrestle. This business has always seemed to have a one-track mind so to speak. Its been designed by men for men. Its quite a lot like society itself these days. Women are still discriminated against on many occasions in everyday life. I want to be able to show all you girls, both adult and children that we can be the better gender. We can be the most powerful. We can be whatever we want to be and no one is going to stop us".

I grasped the mic in my hand, knowing Legacy would be appearing any minute.

"I guess, from last week at Summerslam, there's still a lot of explaining to be done. The situation between the WWE Champion Randy Ort..."

I was cut off my boos from the crowd and I turned around to see Legacy members Cody Rhodes and Ted Dibiase jumping on the apron and making there way inside the ring.

Ted came towards me with a mic of his own in his hand.

"You bet that you have some explaining to do. Who do you think you are? No one gets away with treating Legacy with such disrespect. No one gets away with treating Randy with such disrespect. You've got a lot of apologising to do...."

"Apologising? I don't say sorry to anyone. Maybe you fail to realise this but the fact is, I don't care about your little group. You don't frighten me. Legacy doesn't matter to me. You can't scare me with your big words. That's all they are. All talk and no guts. And speaking of no guts. Where is your fearless leader today Ted? Hiding in the back in case Cena hits with an 'Attitude Adjustment' again? He should be out here, doing his job. Not sending a couple of boys to do...."

'Voices' by 'Rev Theory' interrupted my speech and sounded through the arena. I turned around, my hand dropping and holding the mic by my side. Ted's hands grabbed my shoulders and he whispered a few things in my ear.

Randy made his slow entrance towards the ring, eyeing me up and trying to psyche me out. Cody was standing by my side, making sure I had no where to run. Randy got into the ring and walked around, flaunting his title. He stepped up to Ted and took the mic out of his hand.

"You've got some mouth on you Noah....."

"You used to say that all the time" I smirked as I heard the crowd's reaction. Randy scratched his chin and then put the mic to his lips.

"You need to watch it. You should be afraid of me and of Legacy. We will tear you apart if you keep this crap up. You're messing with things that are way too big for you...."

"Now I think that's just boasting a little too much Randall" I kept up the sexual comments.

"Stop it with the sexual innuendos Noah".

"That wasn't what you were saying last night Randy. Unless my memory is deceiving me".

"You know what, I'm sick of this. How about I just punt you in the skull right now?" he asked rhetorically and I felt Ted stepping away from behind me. I saw Cody leave my line of vision as well.

"Okay. Come on then Randy. Punt me in the skull" I taunted him. I walked a few steps in the ring and sat down in the middle of it, my legs crossed 'indian style'.

"What are you doing?" he asked through the mic. I just shrugged and sat there.

I turned my jaw up towards him, pointing right at it.

"C'mon, punt me then. Right there. Go on baby" I taunted him again. He shook his head and moved over to the turnbuckle. He was shaking with anger and Ted and Cody were trying to stop him pacing in the ring. He looked over at me and I flashed him my jaw with a smile. I tapped my face with my hand.

His eyes widened and got wild and he started to lick his lips. Ted and Cody were trying to keep him in the corner but then he just pushed them out of the way and came at me. He lifted his foot to kick me and I felt.....nothing.

I opened my eyes and saw he'd backed away again, pacing in the ring, muttering to himself.

'I can't do it' he mouthed.

I laughed and lay back before rolling out the ring. Ted and Cody moved after me, leaning over the top rope to shout at me.

"Sorry boys, you know, places to go, things to do, people to see and all. Have a good night".

"Get back here Noah!!" Randy shouted through the mic as I headed up the ramp backwards.

END OF CHAPTER

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