Pairings: Trish/Stephanie and maybe other pairings
Rating: M for mature events that will appear throughout the story..
I own nothing except for any OCs that I use and the story itself. All the other characters belong to themselves obviously and Impact Wrestling/WWE/whatever promotion. This story is complete fiction. AU (Alternate Universe)
NOTE: This is Femslash.. don't like don't read..
Trish's POV
"...I am going to kidnap the Boss's daughter."
Lita kept the same smile on her face, her eyes meeting the determined spark in mine. She seemed to enjoy this plan as much as I am going to too. Oh how the ideas are flowing already, I couldn't help but lick my lips at the imagery. Her green eyes widened, her smile disappeared into a more shocked expression. "You are going to WHAT-" I stand corrected, the pleased smile merely meant she hadn't digested everything that I said clearly. I don't think it could be anything else. "That wasn't the course of action I was expecting. Have you thought about this long enough to craft up some sort of plan?"
Not entirely yet, but something as beautiful as this needs time to simmer and in order to be perfected. With a snap of my fingers, I could have all the information that I need about dear Stephanie. Getting her routine memorized will be beneficial to isolating her. "Not yet, but I want you to get in contact with 'them' in order to get information about Stephanie's routine." Getting the most threatening of the McMahon spawns out of the picture will make everything else easier. The McMahons haven't caught onto my ways yet, they don't know that someone on the inside gave me information about Heyman's meeting with Daisy. That was enough to seal Paul's fate. It's so perfect. I will know all their moves against me beforehand. "Now the situation at hand would be where I would keep the bitch at? Not exactly enough room here, but I might have an idea for that." I have other properties that I could utilize for keeping her 'safe and sound'.
"Understood. I'll call them first thing in the morning." I can always rely on Lita to take care of bidness whenever it matters. "By the way, you know that I am going with you and Bex tomorrow to meet this Gail person. We don't know what territory this gym resides in, it could be our area, or it could be the Carter's; the worst case scenario is that it is on Flair's turf."
"Naturally, I am going to get in contact with Adam and Beth to meet us there. We don't know if any of Carter's goonies hang out at this place. I am going to make a copy of these documents for keeps. We will take the original with us to the gym." I am not going to give up all this intel I collected but I will provide the received papers in order to gain Carter's trust. What if I told them about my plan to overthrow the McMahon empire? Would they side with me or scurry to Vince and tell him? I doubt the second option. Dixie hates Vince. Maybe I shouldn't think about such things until I secure my target. The sight of Stephanie begging me for mercy, it gets me all excited. After all the hell she put me through, she will get her karma and I will decide her fate. My eyes glanced over to the clock which read almost two in the morning, the adrenaline had worn off from earlier. It's becoming harder and harder to stay awake. I let out a yawn as Lita turned off the tv and stood up from the couch. "I am pooped. I could use some beauty sleep."
"You don't need beauty sleep, you need sleep because you are a total bitch if you don't." My best friend responded with unnecessary sass which caused me to roll my eyes in retort. I am pretty sure everyone is a total bitch whenever they are grumpy. Li is but she won't admit it. Firecrotch has a pretty bad temper. "Am I wrong?" Lita spoke with a smirk as she approached me.
"Whatever. Anyways.." The redhead stopped right in front of me, that shit-eating grin still on her face like she proved a point. I don't feel like arguing. I want to lay in the comfort of my bed and dream to recreate today in my head a few more times. Although I can't go to bed without doing one thing first. My hand reached down to the top of the redhead's jeans, my thumb looping a belt loop. I gave them a light tug. "..It would be a shame if I had to sleep alone. Why don't you join me tonight?" My tone was more seductive in nature, as I leaned over to whisper in her ear. I know pretty much everything about my best friend and how to push all her buttons. Good and bad.
I felt her body shiver involuntarily at my words which caused my lips to curl in a smile. Oh how I find such enjoyment with pestering my bestie like this.. Lita arched her brow, her hand reaching down to cover my hand against her pants. "Heh, you know you aren't my type Trish." The redhead dismissed my teasing with a chuckle, her hand removing mine from her body. Sheesh, what a buzzkill. Her index finger pressed underneath my chin as she leaned a little closer. "Plus if you were, we wouldn't be sleeping." Oh my god, hold on a second. I've never heard that bedroom tone with her before. Is she serious about that? Do I challenge her on it or do I dismiss the possibility of her being completely serious? I was not even sure if Li is actually into women despite all the years I have known her. I guess I know now. I mean we do cheeky pecks on the lips a few times but it's what best friends do. Why am I overthinking this so much? Did her statement actually manage to fluster me?
Get your shit together, don't let Lita work you up about something so trivial. Geez, it's been that long since I thought about any intimacy, I actually entertained the idea. Snapping out of those thoughts, I snorted out a laugh, playfully smacking her chest. "Oh? You are a horrible liar, I am your type!"
"Nah, you know I don't do blondes anymore, now if you were a brunette. I might have considered it, if I didn't know how you are." Right Li's last relationship was with Adam, it was a rocky breakup but considering all that, they still work together. Adam is now married to Beth, who is like an enforcer for me. "I do love these though. They are great pillows." She cooed, her hands giving my breasts a gentle squeeze. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her perverted comment. I mean she's not wrong, tits make great pillows.
Before I could even retort out a response to the redhead, the door we were standing beside opened. There stood Becky with a can of beer in her hand, her look was unamused as she surveyed the situation. Her eyes fixated on Lita's hands, who was quick to move them away from me. She scanned me head to toe again, nonchalantly taking another sip of her beverage. "... Mhm. Yupp, I knew I should have stayed in my room. Thanks Moms, I have something new to discuss with my therapist." She didn't even step out of the doorway, instead returning to her room and shutting the door behind.
I fought the urge to burst out in laughter at Little Red's reaction, that poor girl sometimes stumbles into awkward things. The sense of timing on her Lita blinked a couple times staring at the bedroom door. She let out a small laugh, her head resting on her hand. "Anywho, seriously I am going to bed now. Goodnight Li." A yawn came to me soon after as I said my goodnight. Lita mumbled a 'goodnight' back to me and walked past her to get to my bedroom. Another wave of exhaustion flowed through me as I walked into my bedroom. My strength was dwindling fast as I struggled to take off my pants. Fuck, I forgot to turn on the wash and throw these in, well I guess it's on the agenda for tomorrow. Not long enough I hit the mattress, my eyes stayed shut and I drifted into a peaceful slumber.
The following day, 3:17PM
We spent most of the morning preparing for this unscheduled meeting Carter's right hand woman. We don't know what this woman is going to be like. Things might get ugly especially if she has other family members around. There are only going to be five of us at this location. Becky chose to drive as Lita and I decided to make sure that our guns were ready for use if it came to that. As I originally suspected, the gym is located in Carter's territory about a fifteen minute drive away. I had feared that Becks was hanging out with some of their members but Sonya, Shayna and Ronda's names are not in the files we obtained. Meaning I could breathe a sigh of relief in that regard, now for our main focus. Grabbing my purse, I dug out my wireless earpiece and tucked it behind my right ear. My hair hides it well and allows me to communicate with people with little suspicion, well besides looking like I belong in a looney bin. Becky was scanning the parking lot for Gail's vehicle, she poked my shoulder and gestured over to a ford fusion, giving me a nod. Great. She's here like we hoped. Scrolling through my phone contacts, I pressed the one I needed. It rang twice and I heard the call being answered, I didn't wait for a greeting. "We have arrived at the destination. Forwarding the address to you now, we will wait for your arrival before entering."
"Understood, we are on our way. Gail's there I am assuming." A female voice responded.
"Yes." I had gotten double confirmation from Becks, she said that Gail always parks in the exact same spot. She's here five days a week, working afternoon till after midnight. She's the type of woman that has an exact routine that she follows. According to the file, she is a step mother to Robert Irvine's daughters from a previous marriage. She's a lucky lady being married to a celebrity chef.
"Good. You know Trish, something's bugging me." The woman spoke, her voice itching with curiosity
"What's wrong, Beth?" Beth Phoenix is definitely the muscle out of the ladies here. She wasn't associated with the McMahon family completely but they did have their eyes on recruiting her whenever I was with them. She was a bouncer at a club some of the family often went too. Beth took zero shit from anyone, the blonde would lay a grown man on their ass. I am pretty sure that is how Beth met the man that years later would become her husband. Over five and a half feet tall and muscles that could make men jealous. Long, blonde hair that curls on the tips and beautiful baby blues, Beth was the perfect mix of beauty and strength. We jokingly call her the Glamazon, she has taken a liking to that nickname. Despite the intimidating presence she has, she's a total softie to people she likes.
"Gail Kim, I swear I've heard that name before but I can't place where. She looks familiar but.. It keeps slipping past me."
"Li and I were thinking the same thing. I've seen that face before. We will cross that bridge in a bit, I am glad we aren't the only one." It's been bothering me ever since I first saw her file. I don't know why something so trivial is bothering me, the answer is simple. I crossed paths with her whenever I was with Vince. "I'll see you guys soon."
"Be there in ten minutes, no later."
A click could be heard on the other line as the call ended, I know that in ten minutes I will be walking inside that place. They are never late. "You ladies wait for Beth and Adam, I am going in.." That's the smartest decision, we don't know if any of the families have any information on Becky. Last thing I want is for her to be put in a dangerous situation because of my selfish goals. She needs a better future than 's smart, I know that Becky will avoid conflict if the situation between Gail and I gets too tight. I hope.. The orange haired lass reached to the back seat and grabbed her gym bag that was beside Lita. Li smiled, handing her a knife and one of our pistols. The youngest woman grabbed the knife, folding it up and sliding it in her pocket. Her eyes stared at the gun for a couple seconds, with hesitation, her hand gently pushed the firearm back to Li. "Nah Sis, I shouldn't need that."
We didn't protest as Becky got out of the driver seat and closed her door. With her gym bag slung over her shoulders, the young woman went ahead inside. I wonder if one of her friends is inside right now. It'd be nice to be able to meet them. I guess that would be better. After about five minutes, Lita and I decided to get out of the vehicle and wait for our two friends. My attention stayed toward the entrance, I didn't want Gail to leave without our knowledge; I also want to keep tabs on everyone that enters and exits the gym. Not even two minutes later did a car pull up beside us. I looked down to the clock on my phone, it had been exactly ten minutes since we hung up the phone. Punctual as per usual, I couldn't help but be impressed how they managed this. "Perfect timing you guys."
"You think I'd miss this. Laying low for this long isn't my style, Trish, you should know that. Do you really think that the Carter's would be willing to work with us to take out the McMahons?" Adam spoke, getting out of the driver's seat and walking over to open the passenger side door for his wife. What a gentleman. Adam Copeland is a man that I have known for about ten years now, he was part of the McMahon family whenever I started dating Vince. Known amongst the family as the Ultimate Opportunist or by his nickname Edge, his skill has secured many victories. He stood at about six foot five inches tall with a muscular build that's hidden underneath his long sleeve shirt. His hair is short, a shade of sandy blonde with an extended beard and goatee. I haven't been able to adjust to seeing Adam without his flowing long locks but he wanted a change. He rocks the look. "Hey Li."
"Hey Adam. Hey Beth." The redhead greeted, walking over to the married couple and handing them a folder with a copy of the files. "We can save all other conversations until after our business is done here. If we are spotted, things might get messy. Come in about two minutes after us and scout out all of Carter's people if there are any there. Just stay with each other and communicate discreetly through the ear pieces." The married couple nodded as I tossed them each an ear piece to use. With the instructions clear, Lita and I started making our way toward the entrance.
There was nothing screaming that Dixie ran this establishment, she has tons of money so it wouldn't surprise me if she did. I could be overthinking it, it's probably a regular gym that Gail happens to work at. Scanning the area, I noticed a couple people over toward the weights, two at the treadmill and about five more on various other machines. Finally I noticed Becky over toward the punching bags and a practice ring stirring up a conversation with some woman. The raven haired woman was already dressed in her gym clothes, glancing over to talk to Bex after taking a couple hits on the bag. Judging by her wide smile, they have to be friends. I wonder which one this is. The woman hitting the bag paused whenever she noticed us, she didn't seem to pay us much mind naturally she probably doesn't know that we are Beck's guardians. She wiped the sweat from her brow and stepped over toward the benches, digging in her bag. She grabbed a water bottle and her phone, texting away while casually sipping the bottle. It was then that Becky noticed our presence. "About time you ladies got in here, I was startin' to think you left me."
"Thought about it but you'd probably miss us too much." My best friend retorted sarcastically which caused Little Red to roll her eyes in response.
"Nah. You're annoying. It would be the opposite." Most likely true, I love this little spitfire and I have devoted a lot to make sure she lives the best life. She placed a hand on the woman's shoulder which attracted her attention away from the cellular device. Her dark brown eyes looked over at us in surprise, she shifted her entire body to face us. "This is my friend Sonya Deville, she's been the one I have been practicing with. Son, these are my sisters/mums I have been telling you about. Blondielocks over here is Trish Stratus and Firecrotch is Lita Dumas." The black haired woman looked nervously between the two of us, her hand rubbing the back of her neck after setting her phone on the bench.
"Gee Becks. I didn't know I would be meeting your family today or I wouldn't be a sweaty mess. Give a girl a warning next time." Sonya elbowed Becky in the side lightly as she let out a small chuckle. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you both. Becks talks about you a bit." She grabs her water bottle, taking a small sip.
"Likewise Sonya, so you are the one that taught her all those cool moves." Becky narrowed her eyes over at me, her cheeks reddening, showing that she's flustered over the conversation thus far. From what Becky has told me about her friends, she's known Sonya the longest. They are hanging out pretty much on a daily basis, so this is Beck's best friend, she's a cutie.
"..I can't take all the credit, Ronda and Shayna taught her some things too." Ah so humble, I wouldn't have been able to tell her she would have lied to me. Those are the other two names that Little Red talks about but I am guessing that they aren't here right now. My eyes do a quick scan of the gym area, Beth and Adam have just walked through the entrance. Our eyes did a quick glance at each other, and the married couple walked over to the area that has magazines and pamphlets about the programs here at the gym. Smart move, they are going to openly look at the files while disguising it as reading a magazine.
Right.. There is someone currently in front of me that has no idea about why I am truly here. She's in the clear. She's not a party of the Carter goonies. She is Becky's best friend. My attention went back to the practice rings near the punching bags, I pointed over to them as I spoke back to Sonya. "Would you show us some time? We've been slacking on working out. I can't have Becky here outclassing me."
Instead of a direct answer from Deville herself, the young woman seemed perplexed by my question, a loud clearing of a throat could be heard. "By 'we' you mean YOU, Trishie; I wouldn't mind trying to learn a few new moves. A lady could never be too prepared for any situation." Lita practically threw me under the bus like she hasn't been sitting on her ass the past few days eating popcorn and binging whatever is on Netflix. Way to have my back Bestie.. At least I have been out on the field murdering weasels. "To get memberships here, I guess we would have to talk to the owner."
"Yeah. Gail went into her office about twenty minutes ago. She shouldn't be much longer." Becky pointed to a sealed door in the corner of the building, her tone was more firm than usual so I took the hint. She wants alone time with her friend.
"Okay. We will leave you ladies to work out, if it's okay with you, could we join you after?" My question directed toward Deville, who once again seemed surprised that I am being so eager to get along with her. I try to get along with everyone unless they have wronged me in some way. This is Becky's best friend, of course I'd trust her judgment in people.
"Y-yeah, that's totally cool, Trish. It'd be my pleasure to teach you both what I know."
"You don't have to be so nervous around us, Sonya. We don't bite that hard." Lita soothed the clearly nervous girl.
The orange haired woman leaned over toward Sonya, and a hand covering over her mouth as she pointed to the redhead. "Don't let her sweet talk you, she's a bit rabid."
"Becky!"
"Alright Li, let's go get those memberships." There was no need to stay around them any longer, I don't want to hear these children argue for minutes on end about the dumbest shit. We have a mission here. Lita parted her lips to speak and was met with my index finger against her lips. My hand laced with hers and started leading her over toward where Gail's office is. "She's a sweet girl."
"Trish and Li, you hear me?" Adam's voice spoke quietly into our ear pieces which means that they have information about Carter's goonies. Right. That means that Gail isn't the only one here today. We didn't speak directly but instead nodded our heads in acknowledgement. Lita and I walked over to a couple chairs and sat down to get a better view of everyone else that's present right now. "Okay, those three girls over by the treadmills are a part of Carter's crew. According to the files, the bleach blonde is Angelina Love, the tiny brunette is Madison Rayne and the two tone blonde is Velvet Sky. These three are known to work together dubbed 'the Beautiful People.' Most of the women in Carter's crew are known as Knockouts." Angelina Love and Velvet Sky are names that I have heard before, they didn't ring any bells whenever I looked at the files. Whenever I was with the McMahons, I knew that they gave LayCool some competition. Michelle and Layla were way in over their heads, that's what led to their downfall. Madison Rayne might be a newer recruit but that's not a fact. I studied the girls all running on the treadmills. They remind me of some preppy California girls if I am honest. I am not going to underestimate them though, the Beautiful People have killed plenty of people.
Beth spoke next. "The man over by the weight bench is known as Nick Aldis and the woman beside him is his wife, Mickie James-Aldis." It was hard to get a really good look at the husband since he was laying down on the weight bench. His wife on the other hand was sitting watching him effortlessly lift. Her skin is nice and tanned, long, curly dark brown hair; she looked to be a little shorter than Li and I. Her smile is charming, her eyes glance over toward us for a brief moment but immediately goes back to talking to her husband. Thank goodness, I thought she recognized us. That doesn't seem to be the case. "The lone man over there is Quinn Ojinnaka but he simply goes by Moose." I see a very muscular African American man over at the exercise bikes, I guess I can't say he misses leg day. His build reminds me of a football player. Moose from first glance could easily be six and a half feet tall but I am guessing. His head is shaved bald and has a beard and goatee. "We haven't identified any other members. It seems to be those six plus Gail Kim."
"Alright. Keep your eyes on them if you can. We are outnumbered here, I didn't predict so many."
"Roger. It seems the Aldis couple has noticed your presence and is walking toward you." Shit I knew that Mickie women recognized us, the immediate communication with her husband was to inform him about our presence. It makes sense. It was the brunette woman that was taking the lead, her eyes meeting mine once again. There was a lot of fire behind them; something tells me that she's quite the fighter.
"Stay on standby for now." Lita whispered, as we both stood from the chairs to meet our company.
"I never thought I would see Trish Stratus and Lita Dumas on our turf." Her voice emphasized with a Southern accent as her eyes darted between the both of us. I see, she's done her homework but Li has a bounty on her head from the McMahons as well. "What business do you have here?"
"We were hoping to speak to Gail Kim, she owns this place, am I correct? I have some information that Dixie would love to know about." I didn't sugarcoat anything as the couple exchanged glances between each other. Honesty is the best policy.
"Matters such as this do not require Gail's attention. You can tell us the information and we will in turn tell her." It was Nick Aldis that spoke, his accent strong and British. What a unique pairing.
I wasn't planning on pulling this out until I was speaking with Gail but I have no choice in the matter. I have to secure their trust in order to get to their second in command. The original file was on my person tucked underneath my shirt in my waistband. I pulled it out and handed it over to Mickie James. "This is a file that I stole last night from Paul Heyman, it has information of all your members inside and your family. Just how would I know that you two have a seven year old son named Donovan. I know that Angelina, Velvet, Madison and Moose are also here. Trust me, Gail needs to hear what my theory is.."
The brunette woman opened the file as her husband looked over her shoulder at the contents inside. Their eyes scanned a couple pages, it was Mickie's eyes that widened and exhaled a small gasp. "Holy shit, Nick.. it has a lot of information about D too.. H-He could be in danger."
"We believe that the McMahons and the Flairs are plotting to take out your people which could include your family members." My bestie continued our theory about why they were wanting to deliver these files to the Flairs. Speaking of which, those old geezers could have simply emailed the files but that could leave a trail unlike printed ones. Vince really wants to cover his tracks.
The Aldis couple looked down at the files some more, flipping through several pages after reading their own. Nick looked away from the file and toward the both of us. "You both used to be with McMahon, why should we trust someone like you?"
"Yes I used to be Vince's mistress but I haven't been associated with him for over five years." Leaving that hell was the best choice I could make; I'd be dead by now if I was still there. His stern expression didn't budge so I continued, "If I was truly on his side, why would I interfere with this transfer? You would be my competition and Ric Flair is a trusted ally of the McMahons. I would want him to have this information. Why would I have taken the life of my own advocate?. Why would I tell you any of this and bring the files to you?"
"You killed Heyman? I see. That's a convincing argument." Mickie crossed her arms over her chest, deep in thought after hearing my side of the story. Her eyes glossy, clearly worried about the safety of her son and all of her closest allies and friends. I don't blame either one of them for not trusting me. My name is notorious for being a traitor after leaving Vince's side. My mission is to get rid of the McMahons after that everything around here can finally be at peace. That's the hope with all the other families lingering about; one of them is sure to go power hungry eventually.
Nick looked over to his wife, heading me back the papers. "Mickie babe, go fetch Gail. She needs to hear about this." The truth managed to convince the couple to fetch one of their superiors and listen to what we have to say. Mickie nodded her head, the files in her hands and walked over to where Becky pointed earlier as Gail's office. "I am not sure if I can trust the two of you."
"That's okay. You have every right to be cautious. We will tell her everything we know so far and leave you guys alone. Whether you believe us or not is purely based on your judgment."
The door to our right opened up as Mickie was first to step outside, she motioned quickly with her head for her husband to come with her. He obliged as Mickie flashed me a small smile before they went back to the weight bench. "Trish Stratus. Lita Dumas. Pleasure to meet you face to face. I've heard quite interesting things about you ladies." A new feminine voice caught our attention as a woman walked out of the office with a clipboard in hand. She looked to be of Asian descent, I believe her file said Korean. She had long, straight black hair that trailed down her back. She wore a Gold's Gym shirt and denim blue jeans. She looked to be a couple inches shorter than us. The woman gave a smile, holding hands for a handshake. I wasn't expecting this but of course, I shook her hand and Lita did as well. "Mickie was adamant about me speaking to the both of you. It seems you have information that requires my attention."
It's a really good thing that Mickie saw the files then, if anyone else in here did then perhaps she wouldn't have bothered with us. Wait, I have seen this face before but where? Her voice also sounds familiar. This is starting to bug me. "Pleasure to meet you too. Yes, I believe that our information will benefit your family greatly. I'll start out by giving you this. I showed this to Mickie and Nick Aldis beforehand."
Gail arched her brow, taking the file almost hesitantly and opened up its contents. She skims the first page and turns to the next, her pleasant smile disappears and a more stern expression appears. "I see. Let's discuss this in my office, I want to know how you manage to get all this information about us." I nodded my head in agreement as she turned her heels and walked back to where she was prior to our meeting. Lita and I made sure to follow close behind her, I gave a quick glance back to Beth and Adam. They were nonchalantly looking at the magazines once again; good I don't believe anyone here has recognized them. The office was a lot bigger than I was expecting it to be. Gail gestures to the two chairs sitting in front of her desk. She slams the files onto the wooden surface. "Well I am listening, tell me, how did you get all this information?"
"From Paul Heyman, he had a meeting with the youngest McMahon child and she instructed him to deliver these files to Ric Flair himself." Dixie's right hand woman stared at me with a puzzled look on her face. Her fingers drummed against the wooden surface of the desk, her eyes constantly flicking back and forth to the papers and myself. I can tell that she doesn't believe my answer just yet. What I am saying is a bold claim after all. "You see, I had a personal agenda to fulfill against Heyman and I killed him myself. I stole the files from him before pulling the trigger, he told me that he didn't know anything about its content. Not sure that I believe him. Opened the envelope and saw all the information about your crew and came down here to talk to you about it the next day."
Gail took in all the information I provided, she thought about all I said for a couple seconds. "I see. I thought I heard some rumor that someone murdered McMahon's advocate. I wasn't sure if it was some gossip or not. Why Trish? You haven't made any kind of rash move against the McMahon's until now."
That's true. I haven't made any moves against them until last night, I know how severely unmatched I am. Who knows how many members they have enlisted since my departure. They most likely have secured more territory as well. "Paul Heyman and his little Bloodline crew are on my hit list. A couple months ago, the Bloodline and Heyman orchestrated a murder on one of my closest friends, Ashley Massaro. Someone that wasn't involved in any family whatsoever, she wanted a peaceful life to raise her daughter. He deserved death. I've wanted Vince gone for a long time, I was hoping another family would take him out but I am ready to do it myself now." All I can picture is Ash's big smile as she shows me all the most recent pictures of her daughter. The way she joked around, and danced the night away. She was the closest thing I had to a little sister. She was taken away from me and it's all HIS fault. "I have a plan to start the downfall of the McMahon family."
"That's pretty ominous, are you going to elaborate further?"
"Here's what I am thinking.." I might be a little crazy for deciding to comply with her question and elaborate my plan to Gail Kim. The next few minutes were spent with Lita and I telling our plan and how we intend to execute it. Of course, I want it to be perfect. That bitch is going to suffer, that whole family is going to suffer. The longer I stared over at one of my former enemies, the answer revolving around her familiarity made itself known. I see. She's the one. If things go south, I honestly don't think I would be able to defeat her even with Li here with me.
Gail folded her arms across her chest, digesting the entire truth about my plan to strike back at the McMahons. Her brow arched as she spoke again. "...Hm, that's crazy enough to work. Why would you tell your plan to someone like me? Weren't we enemies at one point? How can you trust that I wouldn't relay this information to the McMahons?"
"That's true, I have exposed what could be my entire scheme to you. Although knowing how you personally hate the McMahons and you have a bounty on your head, I doubt you would blab. You have killed your fair share of them, one was a friend of mine, her name was Molly." Lita snapped her head to look at me upon our deceased friend's name. Molly Holly was a good friend of mine and Li's, she worked under me. I never considered myself their superior but that's how it seemed to work. Sweetest woman I ever met, a heart of pure gold but her skills were amongst the best of my people. Fighting Carter's crew all those years ago, it was endless battles that resulted in many casualties on both sides.. I looked over to Lita, who was gripping the arm of the chair so hard that her knuckles were turning white. Red and Molly were way closer so hearing that we are casually conversing with her murderer must be hard for her. I am so sorry, Li. My hand caressed hers gently giving her a squeeze in comfort, the redhead let out a sigh.
Gail's expression changed from blank to a more saddened expression. "..Molly Holly.. It's been a while since I heard that name. Are you seeking revenge?"
"Nope. It's been several years since then, our families were at war. Now, I see us as potential allies. I have come to say what I wanted; you are free to do with the information what you will. Thank you for taking the time to meet with us." I've said my piece and now I think it's time to end this meeting and leave. I am debating on staying longer and hanging out with the youngin's out there. That could be too dangerous to lurk around on Carter's territory. If the McMahon's catch on to what I am doing.. It could lead to casualties on Dixie's end too. All three of us stood from our seats, I reached over to shake her hand which she returned. Lita was more hesitant to do so but still shook her hand.
Gail took the lead as we followed her to the door to her office, she gave a smile. I think this meeting has gone as well as it could go. Not much can be done now but wait. "This is a rather interesting proposal you brought to the table. I will talk to Dixie and see where things go from there. Here's my card, it has the phone to the gym and my extension. Call in five days at around two o' clock."
"Understood. Thank you." Grabbing the card from her hand, I slid it inside my pocket. Gail split off in a different direction as I took a short glance over Adam and Beth. "All good. You guys go ahead and leave first. I'll call you later with the deets." The married couple didn't respond verbally and placed the magazines back in this holder and stood from their seats. My eyes scanned the gym once again looking for Becks and Sonya. Both of the young women were still over toward the punching bags, now it was Becky's turn to hit the bag. I couldn't help the smile that was on her face in between punches as Sonya held the bag. She's very passionate about working out, it makes me happy. "Yo Becks! Sonya!"
Becky ceased her punching, her attention leaving the bag and turning attention to me. "About time you ladies came out. I told ya Mrs. Gail was a real sweet lass so are y'all set?" There isn't too much to tell her about the meeting yet. Pretty much now all I can do is wait and see if Dixie is willing to talk to me. I guess if things go south here, I could always try my luck with the Khans. They are a newer family that has only been established for a couple years now; many rumored names that I am familiar with have aligned themselves with Khan.
"Yupp but I think we are going to head out, I am starting to get a little hungry." My stomach let out a tiny rumble as I thought about what I wanted to make for dinner. It is Wednesday so I love to cook up something nice for the three of us. It beats constantly having takeout or fast food because Lita can't cook and Becks only cooks ramen noodles.
"Typical Trish, slacking off already and haven't even started." My bestie has to chime in with a sarcastic tone in her voice, folding her arms over her chest. She shook her head side to side a few times, as Becky chuckled in agreement. Rude.
Letting out a huff, I reached over and pinched the redhead's cheek roughly. "Shush Li, or I will make you order takeout." Seriously, why can't she keep her stupid opinion to herself? I heard a small chuckle come out of the woman beside Becky. That's whenever I had a brilliant idea. I turned to face the raven haired woman. "Oh, Sonya, why don't you come over and have dinner with us? I make some killer poutine and butter tarts." I don't mean to toot my own horn or anything, who am I kidding, I totally am. Sonya seemed taken back with the sudden invitation.
"Aye, she speaks the truth, it's the one night a week that Trish makes traditional Canadian dishes." Becky gave her friend a pat on the shoulder and a nod of her head. At least Becks can appreciate my fabulous cooking; if she didn't she would be screwed. Becks doesn't have a job yet if you don't count the small errands I will have her run for my sake.
"...Thank you, that sounds nice." Sonya gave a smile, accepting the invitation which made me pretty happy.
"Of course, Becks never brought any of her friends over before." It's always been something that has been puzzling me. We enrolled her in high school and Becky didn't make too many friends but even then, she never brought them over. She always went to their house. I can see it as the obvious reason to protect them from uncovering my business and getting mixed up in those matters. That's the last thing I want for any of them. I am doing this to survive.
"Yeah I wonder why that's the case!" Becky shouted, dramatically gesturing to both Lita and I like we are uncool or something. She doesn't know cool then, I am totally a cool mom.
"Ha ha Becks, you're adorable." Lita scoff, patting her little sis affectionately on the head. The orange haired lass immediately smacks the redhead's hand away. She's embarrassed.
"They are pretty cool Bex, but if it's alright with you guys, I'd like to freshen up before we head out." Sonya gestured to her gym clothes and the obvious drops of sweat on her brow. I wouldn't care for her to take a shower at my place but she really wants to make a good impression on us. I like this girl. I wanted to assume she was some rebellious troublemaker but Sonya seems to be a good influence on Becky.
"Yeah Little Red, you should join your little girl 'friend', I can smell you from over here." My bestie pinched her nose shut, pointing over to Becky, which got Sonya and I burst out laughing. If I am going to die in my sleep tonight, I am haunting Li's ass for the rest of my life.
Becky let out a loud scoff, crossing her arms back over her chest, looking away from the both of us. "Tú soith dúr (You stupid bitch..)" She spoke in her native tongue with a bit of venom in her voice, something tells me she wasn't fond of the teasing. I am really curious as to what pulled the nerve, the smelling part of the 'girl' friend part. She only speaks Irish around us whenever she is embarrassed or angry or any mixture in between. "Whatever, you guys are somethin' else. Don't do anything stupid while and we won't take long." Without even waiting for a response from either Li or myself, Becky walked over and grabbed her gym bag and started heading toward the showers. Sonya politely excused herself to collect her own belongings and follow Little Red to the and I sat on the benches where they were working out and waited for about fifteen minutes for the pair of women to emerge from the showers. No one bothered us during the wait, besides the occasional glances from Carter's crew. I can't say I blame them, I wouldn't trust someone that used to be at war with your family. "I am surprised you didn't wait in the car."
"It's way cooler inside, are we ready to leave?" I asked as both women nodded their heads in response. "Cool, Bex you can drive and Sonya can ride shotgun." Not going to lie, it's kinda nice having someone else drive for you for a change. That's why whenever we go somewhere with Becky, if it isn't work related, I'll have her drive. The younger duo of friends walked in front of us, chatting about whatever nonsense was going on in their circle of friends. We were almost to the car whenever a sound caught everyone's attention. The sound was getting closer and my heart started beating through my chest. This feeling.. I don't like it, it's an eerie feeling. A van swerved around the corner, tinted windows that were down halfway. The picture became crystal clear whenever a hand showed itself from the vehicle equipped with a firearm. This is no random encounter. "Shi- Get down!" I shouted right as the bullets started to fire in our direction, there was definitely more than one shooter.
Of course this had to happen after I sent Adam and Beth away, I'll have to contact them immediately. Everyone scurried to find cover behind some of the empty vehicles in the lots, thankfully more randoms started to show up. What the hell are these people thinking about shooting up a public place like this? I don't have much of a choice, I am going to fight them and give Li and the others enough time to escape. I reached to the holster on my waist and pulled out my pistol. Ammo is something I don't have an abundance of but I'll have to deal. The firing ceased for a minute, and I peeked around to see that the van was nowhere in sight. I took the time to send a fast text to the couple with an 'X' and now I need to buy time until they show back up. I heard Becky shout from the car beside us. "Sonuva bitch! Trish, Li, S-Sonya's been shot."
My heart dropped to the concrete below as I snapped my head over toward the two younger women. Becks is shaking, frantically opening her gym bag to find something to help. It looks like two bullet wounds, one in the shoulder and the other in her side. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes as she grabbed one of her tank tops and pressed forcibly down on the wound in her side. I could see Sonya's mouth moving and her chest rising and falling but I couldn't decipher what was being said. "Shit!" Fuck.. Fuckfuckfuck. This is all my fault, I got to get them out of here and to safety even if it costs me my life. An innocent person should not be the casualty of war between families. I don't even know who the fuck we are up against. Is it the Flairs, the McMahons or even the Carters! Would Dixie's group really ambush me like this on their own turf and risk the lives of civilians? Fuck if I know anymore. Screeching of the tires can be heard again, whoever it was decided they wanted seconds. "Trish, give me some support and I'll go over to check on her."
"I got you boo, don't get yourself shot."
"Not my intention." With that small exchange, I knew that I needed to buy as much time as possible and hope that Li doesn't get herself killed in the process. Our priority is to get both Sonya and Becky to safety. We need to get Sonya an ambulance; I can't allow an innocent person to die because of me. No. Not again. As Lita started to make her way to over, I fired whatever bullets I could into the speeding van nearby. Judging by the sound from the bullets being fired, there has to be about three or four people in that van. My bestie was able to survey the situation regarding the wounded as Lita looked down to Becky's friend. "You two need to get inside to safety, also let Gail and the others know what the fucks going on."
"Go with them Li, get them out of here." Something isn't setting right with this situation, surely the others would be alerted to the gunshots by now.
"I am not leaving you to fight them alone, Trish."
"You could die-"
"I am your best friend and we are in this together, Becks and Sonya will be fine." The redhead is as stubborn as they come as she pulls the second pistol she has in her possession. After making sure that everything was loaded and prepared, Li nods her head and holds the firearm out to Little Red. "Here Becks, take this and we will provide you cover, you get Sonya inside and hide with her. You remember how to use it right?"
"...Aye." She mumbled fearfully, taking the weapon with slight hesitation. We only prepared her to use one in self defense. I don't want to make her fight our battles."You better both be okay after this.." Becky's voice sounded more and more broken by the second as she managed to help Sonya to her feet, shifting a majority of the raven haired woman's weight onto her.
Hearing the screeching of the tires once again, I shouted. "We will. Now go!" The van turned the corner once again and immediately Li and I unloaded several bullets into the van. The main target being the tires. If we can cut off their mobility, we can possibly get the advantage over them. Our efforts paid off whenever the tube of the front right tire burst causing the vehicle to swerve. Within seconds, it crashed into one of the trucks in the parking lot. Alright. Come out and show me who's responsible for this.
The doors opened as we readied out weapons. "Alright boys, we were ordered to kill everyone else but Trish Stratus. Carter goons and Lita Dumas are yours to do with as you please." I heard a woman's voice in all this commotion, an accented voice. I am surprised they are revealing their identities and not remaining in cover of the vehicle. The first thing I noticed about this group is that they were all wearing black. One guy stood out, he was like six and a half feet tall with long curly, black hair and heavy eyeliner, maybe Puerto Rican. There was another young kid with a mullet, standing beside the lady with a gothic look to her. The last man was the shortest male of the group with a beard and goatee. Is the lady the leader of the group? Who are these people? I don't recognize any of them. "Come out come out ladies, would you really want to risk more civilians by hiding like cowards?"
"You don't have to involve innocent people! You shot an innocent person just now! Who are you?!"
"Anyone that associates with you is clearly the opposite of that and deserves death." I grit my teeth hard as I scanned the area to see how many people are actually here. We are in a very bad spot right now, our best course of option would be to find better cover but that would be inside. It's the two of us versus the four of them, we might be able to handle them.
"My My, you were right after all, you said Stratus would be desperate enough to make a move." Another female voice was heard, it's another voice that I have no clue as to the owner. She's not in front of me, I looked over to the side to see a woman walking toward me with a confident strut of her hips. Once I saw the outfit, I knew exactly who I was dealing with. Shit.. This is going to be troublesome. She had long blonde hair with bangs slightly parted to her right, her hair wavy at the ends going past her chest. A wicked smile showed through her dimples as blue eyes stared me down. Her height was about six feet tall. The robe was pitch black in color almost trailing to the floor, her sleeves were massive and voluminous. It connected together at the chest but exposed her abs. Down the front on each side were gold insignia also scattered throughout and silver sequins all around and at the bottom. Charlotte Flair. The middle child of Ric Flair herself is here but she wasn't alone.
Another woman walked beside her, one that gave me a menacing smirk. My blood started to boil, this was starting to make sense now. "Of course I was Char, what would I have to gain from lying to my best friend? Typical Stratus, so predictable." The brunette stood there mockingly, waving her index finger from side to side. "Tisk tisk tisk, you really think that I wouldn't have expected a move like this from you." It was at that moment I realized they both have about eight people behind them. Shit.
"Daisy! I get it, you want me but leave everyone else out of it." Shit, I really underestimated her smarts. I was hoping that I would be able to do this meeting and talk to Dixie before they piece together what I might do. But they really are ruthless, not caring about any innocent person in the area.
Instead of McMahon speaking, it was Charlotte Flair that responded to me. She lifted her hand in the air as all the henchmen stopped. Gunshots could be heard behind me which meant that there were more than what's in front of me. Fuck. They really were prepared to storm this place. I hope everyone is okay. "Not possible Stratus, Daisy and myself have an agenda we are determined to accomplish. As your Queen, I want you to leave no survivors! The Carters are going to learn their place beneath our boots."
All of the unknown lackeys turned their attention to the building, including the four that were in the van with their weapons. If they do that then everyone inside will surely.. "Do as your Queen decrees, kill everyone in that building and outside here except Trish Stratus, I'll be the one to take her hea-" She never got to finish her sentence as a car sped toward both the heirs, it gave Lita and I a sigh of relief. Here's Adam making a fucking dramatic entrance. Beth leaned out the window slightly with her gun raised. Bullets rained down on all ten individuals, Charlotte and Daisy both grabbed a human shield to eat all the bullets and dove out of the way of the car. They really don't care about their people to use a live person as a shield like that.. It's sickening. The vehicle slammed into a couple men killing them instantly. Daisy, now raising off the ground let out a snarl, "Judgment Day! Kill Adam Copeland and Beth Phoenix, I want their heads! Now!"
The four that arrived in the van did as instructed and fired at the newest arrivals, I see so they are the Judgement Day. They must be Daisy's special Squad like how Vince has the Bloodline. "If you want me, why don't you come fight me yourself instead of sending your bitches to do so?" I taunted the brunette as both Flair and McMahon got off the ground. She's absolutely seething and I am enjoying every minute of it. Her fists clenched together as the blonde woman placed a hand on her shoulder. They both shared a look until the brunette glared at me, pulling out a pistol and pointing it in my direction. "Are you afraid to do so, little girl? Do you have your big girl panties in a bunch?"
"You are going to regret antagonizing me, Stratus! Corbin, get Lita! I want to make her watch as I murder her best friend." She snaps her finger pointing back over to my best friend. I looked back at Lita, who only drew her hunting knife in response. We are pretty much out of ammo, the only hope we have is getting a gun from anyone else here. The tallest man that stayed by Daisy's side nodded his head in understanding, and pointed his weapon at my bestie. Why won't she just leave? I can't lose anyone else. "Too bad I can't show her footage of Ashley Massaro."
The mocking smile over toward me as she mentioned one of my closest friends was enough to make me snap. How dare you.. How dare you mock me like this? The only weapons I had left were my knives until I can secure one of the guns from the dead bodies. I'll make sure to get as many as I can. "You bitch, I'll kill you here and now-"
That stupid smirk disappeared once a gunshot was heard, it wasn't coming from her gun. Within a second's notice, the pistol in Daisy's hand was knocked onto the concrete below. The brunette's head snapped over toward the entrance of the gym which meant that it was one of Carter's people. I looked over to see Gail Kim walking alone out of the entrance, her gun raised at both of the heirs. Thank God, at least she's on my side this time. "The only one that's going to die here is the two of you. Sending toddlers to do a man's work, Vince and Ric really have fallen. You realize this is war now, you've gone too far."
Charlotte let out a snarl, drawing her gun from within her robe, pointing it at the new face. I didn't think the big girls were actually prepared to fight us. "Gail Kim, how dare you draw your weapon at us! You will bow before us and give us the recognition that we deserve." Charlotte shared a look over with Daisy afterwards the brunette drew a blade, giving me a big smirk. Sweet, you are being way too overconfident. "Let's show them both what the heiresses of the families are capable of!"
Author's Note: Heyyy, Tori here! Who doesn't love a good shoot out. Things are not looking too great but it'll be interesting to see who lives and who gets away. Charlotte is def an interesting character, she be a little cray-cray… (She's a Queen Tori! A Queen!) Daisy here! I hope everyone is doing well, I wasn't expecting this chapter to be this beefy but here we are. It seems that both the Flairs and the McMahons are on Trish's tail and predict her movements. Both her and Lita seemed cornered, are they going to escape with their lives? Or is this the last time we see our heroes? Find out on the next episode of Dragon Ball Z.. (insert 20 filler episodes here)