Author's Note: This story takes place in November of 2006. One week before the Survivor Series paper view; the main event of Friday Night Smackdown is a diva battle royal. The winner would be the number one contender for the WWE Woman's Championship. So who won that battle royal? Who is the champion? What will happen? Read to find out.

Rating: M for language

Pairings: Edge/Lita and Daisy/Maria

I do not own anyone expect Daisy in this story. This story is complete fiction.

The song LoveFuryPassionEnergy played throughout the arena and Lita and I walked onto the stage; we started to walk toward to the ring. "The following contest scheduled for one fall and is a diva battle royal. Making her way to the ring; being accompanied by the WWE Women's Champion, Lita, from Knoxville, Tennessee Daisy Sanders." I walked up the stairs and got into the ring as Lita walked over toward the commentators. I watched the stage as many other divas walked down toward the ring. 'Let's see Mickie James, Torrie, Candice, Ashley and who is the last one?' I thought looking toward the stage. My eyes widened as I saw the brunette bombshell that was my girlfriend. She skipped toward the ring while high fiving the fans. I never wanted to hurt her in anyway but we are bitter enemies on show.

I heard the ring a few times and the match began. "Thank you so much for sitting with us, Lita. We have a lot of talent in the ring, don't you think?" King asked.

Lita sighed, "King I do believe there is some talent but not a lot. Let's see there is a psychotic bitch-"

At that moment, Mickie stood on the second rope and yelled at Lita but I couldn't really hear what she was saying.

"Hey, Mickie, yeah I am talking to you. Come on, come here and shut me up; I dare you. Where was I before I was so rudely interrupted? Oh yeah! There is a slut, a wannabe slut, a Lita wannabe and a ditsy moron."

"Can you tell me which is which, Lita?" Styles asked.

Lita nodded, "Torrie is the playboy covergirl slut; I mean posing for playboy is disgraceful. Candice is the wannabe Torrie. Mickie James is obviously the psychotic bitch. Ashley is a punk rock girl trying to be like me. Last but not least, there is sweet, little Maria. Maria is probably the stupidest one of them all. Styles, does that answer your question?"

Coachman replied, "So who would you want to face for the Women's Championship?" The match was still going in the ring; none of the divas have been eliminated. I finally then threw Torrie over the top rope. "There goes Torrie Wilson."

"Bye Torrie." She did a wave and turned her attention to the ring. "I will give anyone a chance at my Women's Championship but they won't win it. I will carry the championship until I choose to retire whenever that will be."

"What happens if Daisy wins?" Coach asked.

"I will gladly give her a title shot but she won't win. She still has a lot to-." She got distracted by Candace and Ashley being eliminated. "Bye girls!" She looked around that there were only three women in the ring.

I stood there in the ring and looked to Mickie and then to Maria. 'Mickie is my only competition but I cannot underestimate Maria again.' I charged toward Mickie and speared her into the mat.

"You see King, Coach, Styles; she is very strong. Mickie might be crazy but she is not strong."

Mickie stood back on the second rope and pointed toward Lita. "Oh, I am not strong. Come here and I will bash you head in bitch." Mickie was then thrown over the top rope by Maria. Mickie hit the ground; she stood up and screamed.

"Maria eliminated Mickie! Unbelievable! Looks like the so called 'ditsy moron' might get a title shot." King said shocked.

"See you later Mickie; better luck next time." Lita waved to Mickie. Mickie stormed off mouthing 'I will get you' to Lita.

"Anyways," Coach shook his head, "It is down to the final two in this battle royal Maria and Daisy." Maria threw me into the corner and kicked me down to the floor. I knew what was coming. Maria jumped back and the crowd went crazy. "Looks like Maria is going for the bronco buster." Maria jumped around doing her little lasso dance and charged for the corner. She jumped on me and grinded on my face. Finally, I was able to push her off of me and she rolled back. I stood up and charged for her again.

"Daisy doesn't look happy. She might actually lose to Maria if she isn't careful," Styles observed as Maria knocked me down with a clothesline.

"I assure you; Daisy will win this match and a guaranteed title shot against me."

The audience was completely behind Maria and were chanting and cheering for her. I kicked Maria in the stomach and went for my signature move but Maria countered with her own DDT. Maria started to climb up the top rope. I stood up as quick as I could. She was about to jump when she looked up. I jumped and kicked her off the top rope and she hit the concrete floor. I heard the bell ding a few times; I could hear the fans booing. I stood there in the ring alone glancing toward the fans with an evil smirk on my face. The referee raised my hand up into the air and Lillian announced, "Here is your winner, Daisy Sanders."

"I can't believe that Daisy won but she won fair and square." King was annoyed but still smiled slightly.

The boos got louder and insulting chants erupted from the crowd, which is normal for the heels. "You're a slut! You're a slut!" That chant roared through arena.

I glanced over to the commentators and saw Lita standing up clapping her hands as she walked over toward the steps. Lita held the microphone and finally pulled me into an embrace and she spoke, "Congrats Daisy! I knew you had potential. But onto something different, I have an announcement to make. Next week as you all are aware of, next week is Survivor Series and.." She paused but the crowd wouldn't stop chanting. 'Lita's a hoe! Lita's a hoe!' She took in a deep breath and continued, "-it is my last match. I am retiring. At Survivor Series, I will be facing you, Daisy, for the WWE Women's Championship. Give it your all and do not disappoint me. During that match, these fans will finally show me the respect I deserve."

"What? Lita is retiring; I don't believe this." Coach was as shocked as could be.

Loud boos came from the audience and Lita finally snapped. "What do you want from me? I almost singlehandedly changed the women's division to what it is today. Without me, there would never have been a Trish Stratus. I am a four time WWE Women's Champion. I did everything for you. What do I get in return? I get called a hoe and a slut. I broke my neck and came back because I loved this business. Next week is my last match and I hope you guys are happy because it is all on you guys." Lita threw down the microphone and we slid out of the ring. She held my hand up as the crowd still booed us.

"King, I believe Lita is serious about retiring and she blames the WWE Universe." Coach shook his head.

Styles added in, "Survivor Series just got a lot better."

King nodded, "Well everyone, we will see you Sunday for the Survivor Series paper view in Atlanta, Georgia. Have a good night everyone!"

Author's Note: I hope this isn't too bad. I tried so hard to portray Lita's heel character. It was a short chapter. Tell me what you think. What will happen next? Read to find out…