A/N: Wow, sorry its taken me a while to update. I've been busy trying to write a one-shot which just is not going the way I planned lol. Never mind, I'll get there....eventually. Anyway, I finally managed to pick a new entrance music for Noah and it will be appearing in this chapter. Now just to pick her dress for the Wrestlemania: Hall Of Fame. Read and enjoy XxX
Disclaimer: I own Noah. Unfortunately I don't own anything to do with the WWE and I do not maintain to have any knowledge of the wrestler's personal lives and anything used in the story is for that main purpose. Thanks!
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
"Hey, Noah, can I talk to you for a sec?" I heard Randy's deep, baritone voice come from behind me as I was walking down the corridor. I had 20 minutes until my match and I was just going to head to the gorilla to warm up. I turned around, raising my chin up towards him as I stood with my hands on my hips.
I was dressed in another new ring outfit, consisting of a pair of black skin tight leather trousers, tucked into my 'Legacy' wrestling boots, paired with what was basically just a piece of blood red material. I'd wrapped the width of it around my front, covering from my chest to just above my navel, twisting it around my body, overlapping at the back before bringing it back to the front. I'd then pulled the ends of the material up and around my neck, securing them in a bow. From just below the top, a small red jewel could be seen glinting in the light.
I'd been to wardrobe and asked Katie if she'd help me with my hair. She washed, straightened and then carefully, sprayed, tugged and pulled it into position. She'd used a lot of hairspray in order to give it the height at the back. The bangs were sitting in a deep slash, covering most of my right eye, whilst my top played up the cherry red and violet flashes that were through my hair.
"I've got a match soon. Can you make it quick?" I spoke to him in clipped tones, neither of us having been in a talking mood since Samantha arrived the week before. He stared at me, rubbing his lips together with a shake of his head.
"I....well...I wanted to know, what happened last week. We've not had the chance to talk..."
"We've had plenty of chances to talk. For god sake Randy, we travel together. And yet, since your wife arrived, you've not even came near me. I shouldn't have to explain what happened last week. Had she been anybody else that I knew, I would have admitted to overstepping the mark and apologised, but she deserved what happened. She was nothing but nasty since the moment she thought I was your PA. Your PA? You have to be kidding me on. Do I look like your fucking assistant Randy?"
He rubbed the back of his neck slightly "I...well....."
"I...well...nothing. And then she had the cheek to tell me I was to pay for a replacement bag. She has some nerve Randy. Look, I'm not going to argue with you, there's no point in standing here, getting upset. It comes down to the fact that I was there before her. I've always been there before her. I was your friend first, your lover first, your everything first. And yet, you let her treat me like I'm dirt off of her fucking Prada shoe".
I began to turn around to walk towards the gorilla when he grasped me gently around the arm and tugged me back. He pushed me towards the wall and stood in front of me, leaning down to look at me.
"Look, she's my girlfriend okay. And while I don't ask for much from any of you, I want her treated with respect Noah. I want it to seem like she fits in here. I need you...."
"You need me to do nothing Randy. If she wants respect, she needs to earn it. And she'll never fit in here. She would fit in here, the same as she would on a working farm. Just, let me go..."
"Noah, don't push it. I don't want this hatred, you've got for my girlfriend to come between us" he said slowly and a tad on the gentler side as he let me go and stepped back. I could feel small tears pricking at my eyes.
"You just don't get it" I sighed "I don't hate her. It's you who's letting her come between us Randy" I muttered and then walked off down the corridor.
RAW: 7TH FEBRUARY
The drums started to beat heavily as the lights in the arena dimmed. Joined by the guitar soon after, the beat sped up as red, white and black lights flashed very quickly over the stage. I stepped out onto the stage, walking to the top of the ramp, turning so my back was facing the ring. The words of the song, came through the speaker as the flashes stopped and a white light lit up the whole of the ramp, revealing me to the audience and I turned to face the crowd.
I heard the boos begin instantly when the crowd realised who I was. People were chanting 'DX', 'Legacy Sucks' and 'You should be ashamed'. I smiled and began to walk down the ramp slowly, going with the flow of the music. I stopped near the bottom and placed a hand on my heart as I looked to the ceiling. As the beat of the music sped up I ran towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and spinning around on my knees. I got to my feet slowly and made my way to the turnbuckle and climbed it slowly as each word of the chorus was sang and held my hands in the air palms up before running them down the length of my torso with a smile on my face.
I jumped onto the top rope, balancing precariously before tip-toeing/running slowly towards the middle of it and jumping off of it, back into the ring, completing my entrance with a double spin in the ring, my hands held high to the ceiling.
As soon as I'd stepped onto the stage and heard the music, I knew I'd picked the right song. My new theme was 'From Ashes of Sin' by 'Endeverafter' the same band who had sang the theme song of one of my biggest idols, Jeff Hardy.
I smiled as I waited in the ring for my opponent, Gail Kim. This was the last stage of the 'Diva's Championship Match' before the final two would face at 'Elimination Chamber' for the title.
I rubbed a hand over my face gently and took a deep breath, knowing I was in for a fight.
Gail's music 'Strong and Sexy' blasted across the arena and the fans stood to their feet to cheer for her. I smiled ruthlessly in the ring, hoping my skill would get me through this one. She was a tough competitor, able to go with the rest of them, probably the toughest I'd faced in the business as of.
She entered the ring, under the second rope and eyed me before standing on the turnbuckle and holding her hand up to the crowd. I held back, waiting for her to come down and the referee to check us over before he called for the bell to be rang.
She immediately went into a defensive stand, holding her hands up. I copied her, advancing towards her, grasping her fingers with mine as we locked up. I pushed against her, my feet digging into the mat as she pushed back. I let up the hold and let her push me back towards the ropes, backing into them and trying to push her away. The referee made her break her hold and step back. I turned back to face her as she came back towards me and I kicked her in the stomach. She doubled over, before I grabbed her hand and sent her towards the ropes. She ran at me but I dropped to the floor to move out of her way. As I stood up, she came flying towards me with a Springboard Crossbody. She caught me and we both hit the mat, she quickly hooked my leg for the pin. I kicked out at two, rolling to my side and clutching the back of my head from where it hit the mat.
She grabbed my hair and pulled me to my feet. She grabbed my head, pulling me into a headlock. I had one arm around her back, bracing myself through the movement.
She pulled tighter around my head and I groaned against her, trying to push her off and using my hands to try and break the hold. I hooked my leg around her left one, pushing forward and throwing us towards the floor. She let go of me and I covered my face to prevent a blow in the fall as she slammed face-first into the mat. I placed my hands down onto the mat and tried to push myself up, failing a few times before staggering to my feet.
The whole back of my skull was throbbing and my vision was a little hazy as I continued the match.
I grabbed Gail's hair and pulled her up, swinging her around on her feet a little. I tugged her towards the turnbuckle, pulling back before hitting her with two or three punches to keep her stunned. I grasped her shorts, hooking her arm over my neck as I lifted her up and slammed her back against the turnbuckle. She lay back against it before I pulled on her hair, dragging her to the centre of the ring. She pulled back, grasping my hand and I pulled back against her as well. I smiled at her and she shook her head before pulling harder which sent me towards the ropes. She hit me with a Closeline on the way back and as I got back up she hit me with another and then a third one. I lay dazed on the floor as she dragged me up from the floor, pulling me towards the turnbuckle. She threw me against it and I slumped back with my arms folded over the top rope. She walked in a circle before running towards me and jumping high in the air, hitting me with a chop to the neck. My head flopped back and she walked around the ring, chanting 'Cmon, C'mon' getting the crowd fired up. I stood up, staggering from the turnbuckle, straight towards her. She kicked me on the side of my thigh on one side, followed by a kick to the other. My legs nearly gave way beneath me as she done this. She pulled me up and threw me towards the ropes but I ducked underneath them, sliding out onto the floor on the outside of the ring near the ramp. I paced back and forth, holding my head as she argued with the referee for me to get back in the ring. He told me to get back in before he began a 10 count.
I heard cheers from the crowd, but assumed it was because the referee was already at 6 before I decided to climb the arpon. I stood by the ropes, getting ready to step through them before someone tugged my legs. I looked behind me to see Mickie laughing as she pulled me off the apron, my head hitting off of it before I rolled to the floor.
I heard the bell being rang before an announcement was made.
"As a result of a disqualification, the winner of this match is Noah Morgan!!".
I heard Gail asking Mickie what she was doing. But all Mickie said was "I want her in the match. I'm sorry Gail".
I felt someone at my side, a few moments later and I rolled over gently to see a trainer there. He held his hand to my head and asked me a few questions before helping me to my feet. I stood up, swaying a little before telling him I was okay and began walking up the ramp slowly, clutching the top of my head. I groaned under the lights before stepping backstage.
I let go of my head immediately and looked around the gorilla. I spotted Mickie standing talking to Gail and then Randy appeared around the corner. He looked up at me, his eyes lighting up slightly before he saw my expression change when Samantha rounded the corner. I groaned and began to walk towards the corridor which they had just came from, touching the back of my head lightly when her voice floated to my ears.
"Did you bump your head sweetie? Doing all that helping out hmmm? Such a shame, well feel better" she said pretending to sound sympathetic but sounding anything but.
"Look!" I snapped turning around before taking a deep breath and pressing my lips together "You know what Samantha, I really don't think you know what you're talking about, so I'd prefer it, if you kept your nose out of my business okay" I said calmly with a small smile on my face. I nodded at her before turning around.
"Well, it just seems such a waste. I mean, Ted could do so much better, don't you think Rand'...he just seems to be lowering himself sleeping with her..." I heard her mutter as she thought I was out of ear short.
"Right, I've had enough of this!!" I snapped, drawing attention from Mickie and Gail and few of the techies backstage. I stormed towards where Randy was warming up and without warning I grasped the back of Samantha's hair and pulled it back. I could feel the fake hair, sticking to my hands with the amount of products she had on it. She screamed blue murder as I tugged on her hair and Randy was shouting at me to let go.
"You think your so fucking smart, don't you?" I snarled at her, swinging her around "Let me tell you something, I could break every goddamn bone in your body if I really wanted to" I looked right into her eyes as I grasped her heavily-made up face in my hand "You're such a fucking ditz Samantha. I told you to keep your plastic little nose out of my business. Now hopefully, you'll learn your fucking lesson, you stupid bitch". I pushed her face away from me with my hand before tugging her hair a few more times and then throwing her away from me. She fell to the floor on her knees, sobbing and I couldn't help but feel a sense of self-satisfaction.
Mickie and Gail were both at my side, trying to usher me away from her and Randy gave me the coldest look of all as he knelt next to her and tried to stop her sobbing and rubbing her head. I let Mickie and Gail pull me away and I stumbled down the corridor listening to them talk 'How could you do that? What happened? Is she that bad? She's going to sue you. Vince will kill you. You have to tell him what happened. Is Randy ever going to speak to you again?' and lastly 'That was fucking amazing Noah'.
They stood next to me before I just silently walked away from them. I marched down the corridors, making my way to the place I knew I needed to be.
I walked straight in without knocking, not fazed by the angry face that met mine.
"What is the meaning of this Noah?!?" Vince McMahon snapped at me. I smiled and took a deep breath.
"Well, I kind of just attacked Samantha Speno" I confessed to him with a non-commital shrug.
He sat back down and pursed his lips at me "You kind of just attacked Samantha Speno?" he asked and I nodded "And now you're barging in here to tell me this? Why?"
"Well, I...won't she sue me?" I asked a little naively. He smiled and then laughed a little.
"I think Randy will be able to calm his Barbie Doll down so she won't sue. Is there anything else, you'd like to discuss after so rudely interupting me?"
"Yes" I smiled ruthlessly.
"What?" he twisted his lips.
"I want Randy to punt me in the skull". His face seemed to drain of colour a little and he blinked up at me a few times before repeating what I said "Yes. I've got issues that I need to deal with. Samantha being around has brought them up. I'm conflicted and I know, I can't have time off. So kayfabe injury time would be the best thing. And I have a plan" I smirked as I placed my palms on his desk.
"Well, close the door, so I can hear this plan of yours" he smiled.
END OF CHAPTER
A/N2: Well there you go. I hope I made the right choice, it was the words that stuck out more than anything. For Noah, betraying DX was sinning and now she's rising up. That's the way I saw it. Have a listen to it, if you haven't heard it already. Thanks XxX
