Saturday 17th November
RealSierra: Let's be honest... 'Gay Divorce Court' would be the best thing to happen to daytime TV in the history of ever.
WWEBigE: I take that and raise you, 'Security Cameras of Wal-Mart.'
RealSierra: 'Agin' Cajuns' - Golden Girls meets Swamp People: all the laughs, drama, and WTF's of a retirement home in Cajun country. Tagline - 'Where the bayou plays bingo'.
WWEBigE: 'Guerrilla Gardners' - Black ops with green thumbs. The real-life exploits of hobbyists who sneakily grow plants and landscape neglected corners of their town.
RealSierra: 'Wife Share' - Swinging couples swap spouses and compare sexual prowess. they're pitted against each other weekly and through online voting, one is sent on to the next round, while the loser is sent off to copulate with someone far less attractive.
WWEAJLee: I can't decided what you two need more; professional help... or your own TV network...
Alexa put her phone back on the table, pulling the straw of her drink in between her lips as her gaze fell on the trio sat in the booth across from her.
After RAW in Columbus, Alexa had traveled over two hours to Cleveland for the SmackDown taping on Tuesday night, which as it turned out, she wasn't even needed for. From Cleveland, she had flown back home to Tampa for a few days before, finally, catching a flight to Indianapolis with Jon, Joe and Colby.
They had arrived at their hotel several hours before and, after checking into their rooms, headed down to the bar. Their conversation had inevitably turned towards their impending debut; Alexa watching on in amusement as Jon and Colby eagerly rattled out ideas for promos and angles, both men's excitement was obvious. Joe, however, seemed much more reserved than his new stable-mates.
''I'm going to go get us some more drinks.'' She told them, gesturing to their now empty glasses as she rose from her chair. ''You guys want the same again?''
Colby and Jon just nodded distractedly as they carried on talking, Joe rolling his eyes at them as he stood. ''I'll give you a hand.''
Alexa nodded, waiting until they were waiting at the bar until speaking. ''So, I thought you might be happier considering you're about to make your big debut, what's bothering you?''
''Nothing really, it's just... this is huge.''
''You're worried it's too much, too soon?'' She probed gently.
He exhaled deeply, nodding. ''Jon and Colby both spent years in the indies, I've only been doing this for a couple of years. What if I'm not ready?''
''I never took you as the insecure type, Joseph.'' She raised an incredulous eyebrow.
''If I screw up, it's their careers on the line too.''
She smiled at the man behind the bar as he handed them their drinks, handing him some money before leading Joe back to the table. ''Man up, Anoa'i. Seriously, if you go in with that defeatist attitude then you're already fucked.''
Sunday 18th November
Survivor Series
1-2-3!
''And here is your winner and still Diva's Champion... Eve!''
''Congratulations to Eve!'' JBL called from ringside, watching as the referee handed the woman back her belt and raised her arm in victory. ''What a great champion! Wouldn't you agree, Michael?''
''I think she's been a wonderful champion.'' Michael deadpanned from beside him.
Eve was gloating inside the ring, holding her title belt mockingly over Kaitlyn's prone form when she was suddenly taken down from behind.
''Wait, is that-''
The crowd let out a huge cheer as Sierra mounted the champion, sending fist after fist flying into the champion's face. She only managed a few hits, the referee hooking an arm around her waist and quickly pulling her away the woman.
''Get the hell off me!'' Sierra shouted angrily.
She was dragged halfway across the ring before being released; the crowd letting out a unanimous 'ooh' when she spun around and kicked out her leg, hitting the referee right in the crotch.
''What has gotten into Sierra?!'' King cried.
'Maybe losing her title to Eve sent her over the edge?'' JBL suggested with a shrug. ''Happens to the best of us, King.''
Sierra marched across the ring before dropping down, rolling under the bottom rope to the outside and making her way over to the timekeeper's area. ''Move!'' She shouted, shoving one of the men out-of-the-way so she could grab the chair he had been sitting on.
''What's she doing?'' King wondered, watching as she headed back towards the ring, steel chair in hand. ''Oh no...''
Kaitlyn had just rose to her feet and was shakily leaning against the ropes, watching on in bewilderment as Sierra slid into the ring, making her way over to Eve. The woman's hands were holding her head as she stumbled around, face contorted in pain as she tried to get to her feet.
Sierra made sure that the champion wasn't able to catch her footing completely, swinging the chair around and slamming it with gusto into her back. Eve fell back down and the crowd fell into silence when she landed a few more hits to the fallen woman's back.
''What has gotten into Sierra!'' King cried in shock.
Just as Sierra raised the steel to strike again, Kaitlyn shook quickly stepped in front of the former champion and held her hands out, telling her that she had done enough.
''Kaitlyn trying to reason with Sierra here.'' John pointed out.
Kaitlyn grabbed hold of her arm, preventing her from doing any further damage.
The crowd gasped in horror as Sierra wrenched her arm from her grip, wasting no time in thrusting the chair into her gut.
''What the-''
''Oh my God!''
Kaitlyn cried out, dropping to her knees as Sierra quickly brought the steel back down onto her back. Her actions were met with an onslaught of heavy, volatile boos; the woman sneering as she landed hit after hit on Kaitlyn's back.
''Sierra has lost it!'' JBL cried, appalled.
It took four referees to wrench the chair from her grip and restrain her, the woman finally calming down as they forced her out of the ring. Medical staff rushed past to check on the two women as Sierra watched on; grinning like a maniac as she was dragged up the ramp.
Alexa smiled as she stepped through the curtain, still hearing the intense boos from the crowd that she had created. 'Sierra' had been over with the crowd for so long and a lot of people backstage didn't think she could pull off a heel turn, she was looking forward to proving them all wrong.
She hung back near the curtain for a few minutes, waiting to make sure Eve and Celeste were both alright before making her way through the backstage area to find Jon, Colby and Joe. Just as she reached their locker room, the door suddenly swung open and a frazzled-looking Samoan walked out, closely followed by his new stable mates.
''Lex!'' Colby was the first to notice her and held his arms out wide, looking at her expectantly. ''What do you think?''
''You look pretty badass.'' Alexa nodded, cocking her head to the side as her eyes wandered over the three men in front of her. They were all wearing the same outfit; black turtlenecks and black cargo pants which were tucked into matching combat boots. ''But you should lose the turtlenecks.''
Joe threw up his hands, shooting the other two a pointed look. ''See! It's not just me that hates it.''
''Babe, don't encourage him.'' Jon drawled with a roll of his eyes.
''I don't work my ass off at the gym so I can wear turtlenecks.'' He insisted, running a hand through his hair.
''I'm sure they'll change the gear if you tell them it's not working.'' She assured Joe with a smile.
''Well, I think we look great.'' Colby piped up with a grin.
''It's kind of cool that you're all covered up though, adds an air of mystery.'' She said, fidgeting with her top which was showing a generous amount of cleavage. ''I wish I had that problem sometimes...''
Jon cleared his throat meaningfully, causing the other two men to quickly avert their eyes. Their conversation was cut short as the sound of hurried footsteps reached their ears, the four of them turning to find a backstage assistant rushing down the hallway, coming to a halt just in front of them.
''Uh, Steve, what the fuck are those?'' Alexa asked bluntly.
In the man's arms were three large shields. Actual, honest to god riot shields which were made of fiberglass and had 'Shield' written up them in bold black letters.
''Pretty neat, huh?'' He grinned, handing each man one of them before starting to walk back the way he had came. ''Good luck for tonight, guys.''
They all mumbled a half-hearted thank you before he left, all three men looking down at their new gear in distaste.
''This is a joke, right?'' Colby asked, glancing around at the unimpressed faces before back down at the shield. ''They can't actually expect us to carry these out there with us.''
''Can you picture us trying to get in the ring with these things?'' Joe raised a brow.
Jon scoffed. ''We'll try to slide in, get stuck on the ropes and blow the whole thing.''
The image of all three men wedged under the bottom rope with their shields elicited a soft snort from Alexa, who quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
Joe frowned across at her. ''It's not funny.''
''Sorry. You know, yo- hey, Vince!''
The older man sauntered over to them, taking in their appearance with a small nod of approval before his eyes dropped to the objects in their hands. ''What are those?''
''Apparantly, somebody had the bright idea that 'The Shield' needed actual shields for people to know who they are.'' Alexa piped up, knowing that the others wouldn't want to speak out on their first official night.
He let out a chuckle before looking around at the men. ''You guys wussies? You need those things?''
The trio shook their heads, Joe letting out a loud scoff. ''No.''
''Good.'' Vince nodded with a smile. ''Leave them.''
Survivor Series
''This Ryback is unstoppable! He's unbelievable!''
''Oh my God!''
''Wait, what in the world? What is this?!''
''Who the- What the- What is this?! These three guys just came rushing through the crowd and attacked Ryback!''
''What in the world...''
''Ryback was about to become champion! Punk was about to lose the championship!''
''This is an absolute mauling of Ryback. A pack mentality of these guys.'' Michael Cole's eyes widened as he got a closer look at the men attacking Ryback. "Wait, that man clearing things out here... He was a foot away from me. That's Roman Reigns! Roman Reigns from NXT! What is he doing here? And that's Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins! All from NXT! What the hell are they doing out here?''
His question was answered when the three men triple powerbombed Ryback through the announce table, CM Punk taking advantage and crawling over to John Cena, covering him for the win.
''From now on, we're in this together.''
''Totally.''
''Yeah, whatever happens, we do it together.''
Alexa grinned, overhearing the three men talking as they made their way backstage after their debut. Along with a lot of the roster, she had watched the main event of the pap-per-view on the monitor in catering. When they had emerged from the crowd she couldn't help but tear up, which April had found hilarious, but she knew how hard they had all worked and to finally make it was such a huge deal for all of them.
Her smile widened as she moved towards them, her heart pounding in her chest as Jon caught sight of her. With a grin so wide she thought his face might split in two, he opened his arms so she could jump into them. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she planted a quick kiss on his lips before hugging him tightly.
Jon placed her back on the ground and she stepped over to Joe and Colby, looping her arms around both men's necks and pulling them down into a hug. The pair shared a grin over the top of her head, their arms wrapping around her waist and spinning her around, Jon laughing at her squeals.
After untangling herself from the two men, she stepped back and beamed at them. ''You guys were awesome.''
The trio just stood there smiling at each other before Colby let out a loud cry of excitement. ''Guys, we were on a fucking pay-per-view!''
Jon smirked. ''You know, if we get hit by a bus on the way out of the arena tonight, I really don't care. We finally made it. They can't ever take that away.''