Chapter 16: Retaliation
Monday Night Raw (February 11, 2008 Taping): Austin, Texas - Frank Erwin Center, February 4, 2008
Jenna Huxley let loose a tired sigh as she sat at a table in the busy and packed catering area. They had just finished filming a live broadcast of Monday Night Raw, and were about to film another live broadcast of Raw in a couple hours. Usually the roster would be heading over to the next town or state for the house shows that took place all over the world... but since they'd be heading into Europe, they were doing a double broadcast of Raw, the second show being scheduled to air next week as a Raw go home show for the No Way Out PPV.
John chuckled at the exhausted look on the woman's face. "Tired huh?"
"Yeah!" Jenna groaned. "Thank god Vince let us have a break!"
"And yet you wanna go to Japan with us."
Jenna rolled her eyes, while John turned towards the feminine Boston accent, catching a water bottle that was casually thrown at him.
The Face of WWE took a large gulp of the water, sighing in content as Sheree took a seat opposite her sister, still wearing her 'Been There. Destroyed That' loose crop top and her cut off denim jean shorts, leaving her thighs and toned stomach exposed. She was wearing her signature black fingerless gloves and had switched out her custom Dragon Ball Z converse for a pair of ankle-knee chain buckle combat boots. Her favourite black hooded leather jacket rested on her right shoulder. The shiner below her right eye was still visible.
"I love Japan! Why would I not want to go?" Jenna muttered, glaring at her twin. "And where is my water?"
"Go get your own water," Sheree grumbled, taking a sip of her own bottle of water.
"Bitch..."
Sheree simply stuck her tongue out at her black-haired twin.
John chuckled at their antics, before narrowing his eyes at Sheree's crop top. "Why are you still wearing that?"
Sheree raised an eyebrow at the question. "What's wrong with it?"
John shook his head. "Going back out there in a Stone Cold Steve Austin top is bound to raise a few eyebrows Sheree."
The blue eyed woman rolled her eyes at that.
"I'm gonna be wearing my jacket John," she retorted, a flat unimpressed expression on her face.
"I know you Sheree. You're gonna take it off at some point."
"No I won't!"
John gave Sheree a look, making her stutter before grunting in annoyance, rolling her eyes. "Fine! I'll just wear my Headstrong top! Happy now!"
"Very much," John nodded with a smug little grin that Sheree didn't hesitate to scowl at. "I'm just looking out for you Sheree. Don't want you getting in trouble with the boss."
"He barely even knows who I am John!"
"Now what would make you say that?" Jenna questioned, raising an eyebrow.
Sheree sighed. "It's just..."
"What's this? Don't tell me you're worried about what people think of you?"
Sheree looked over her shoulder, just in time to see David Finlay Jr, aka Fit Finlay walking towards their table.
"Don't go selling yourself short lass," the Irish legend said with a smile. "You don't need to concern yourself with fretting over the big wigs and the ole' goat."
"That's easy for you to say..." Sheree grumbled.
Finlay's eyes twinkled with amusement. "I recall hearing about the chaos you used to stir up on the indies. You and them other lasses stirred up so much trouble it made even your mom blush. Said y'all were a "real riot!"
Sheree blushed at that, while Cena raised a brow. He knew Sheree could be a lot to handle when pushed, but he hasn't heard a lot about her career outside of WWE. Jenna grinned.
"Yeah, the guys on the indies hated you lot!" her twin laughed.
"That's different!" Sheree groaned.
"Who says it's gotta be different?"
Sheree frowned, looking back at Finlay as his smile widened into a smirk.
"It may not seem like it now, but you'll realise soon that you'll need that Huxley fire of yours," he noted wisely, starting to take his leave. "Don't be afraid to stir up some chaos. Make a scene. Shake the table. That's how you'll get their attention."
The Belfast Bruiser looked over his shoulder and gave the woman a sly smirk. "That shouldn't be too hard for a Huxley, right?"
"See he gets it!" Jenna quipped with a smirk.
Sheree watched him walk off, her brow creased together as she thought more about what the legendary wrestler said.
"You know, he has a point."
Sheree looked at John as he smiled at her. "You have to prove yourself to Vince. Show him exactly what you are as an individual and as a member of the Huxley Family. I assure you the fans will appreciate it."
The man shrugged lazily, his smile widening. "It seems like Vince is leaving the Divas Division in Dray and his teams' capable hands for the meantime... but this is still his company. If you want change, you gotta show him that you're willing to push the envelope. Show him that Huxley fire."
"But... most of the WWE fans won't even know what my family has done for this industry. They never wrestled in any of the big time promotions..." Sheree mumbled, her eyes downcast.
"Now that's a load of bullcrap and you know it! You saw the way people reacted here when they saw our mother and found out we were related to her! They know the name Huxley!" Jenna growled. "Our mother is one of the Big Five! If you as a wrestling fan, ain't even aware of at least one of those women, then I don't wanna even hear you brag about how smart you think you are!"
Sheree cringed. It was rare for Jenna to rant. But when she did, she was as vicious as their mother.
"Casuals are casuals Sheree. They ain't interested in history, unless they go looking for it of course," John commented. The former WWE Champion rose to his feet. "I wouldn't worry. You're incredible at what you do Sheree. As long as you continue on this path, they will care, even about you as a person."
With that both John and Jenna took their leave, wanting to get ready for the show.
"Huh..." Sheree muttered, a contemplative look on her face.
. . . .
Later, Raw On Air...
The fans booed as soon as Victoria and Beth Phoenix appeared on the titantron. They were standing in the interview area with Todd Grisham.
Victoria was already wearing her ring gear since she would be competing later on in a match against Maria. The seven year veteran also sported a new look, forgoing the long hair in favour of keeping it short. Beth Phoenix stood next to the famed vixen, wearing casual attire consisting of light skinny jeans and a v-neck crop top, exposing her abs.
"Beth, Victoria... Let's take a look at what happened between you and Sheree Louise, last week on Monday Night Raw," Todd said, making Victoria smirk viciously as highlights of last week's' attack on the Headstrong Diva was replayed on the monitor in front of them.
"This is what happened last week..." JR spat out in disgust as replays were shown of Victoria tackling Sheree to the ground, igniting a brawl between the two women. "Victoria interjected herself into the match between Sheree Louise and Beth Phoenix, and then proceeded to brutally assault Sheree in a 2-on-1 mugging! It was heinous and downright disgusting!"
"Sheree tried to bring the fight, but the numbers game was just too much," King added, wincing at the replay of Beth pulling Sheree off Victoria and launching her into the steel steps, the back of the young woman's head hitting the steel hard.
The man cringed at having to watch Victoria and Beth tear away at Sheree like a pack of wolves, before Victoria finished the brutal beat-down with her Widow's Peak finisher. "I'm gettin' uncomfortable from just watching that again!"
"I don't know why, but the women of WWE have stepped up their ruthlessness in recent weeks. There is more of a mean streak surrounding the Divas Division than ever before," Jenna noted with a look of anger and discomfort at having to watch Beth and Victoria savagely attack her twin in the replays.
When the replays ended, both women were shown with full blown grins of satisfaction on their faces as the fans in attendance booed viciously.
"Victoria, Beth, as shown there on the replays, the two of you have been targeting Sheree Louise in recent months. In fact, some of the fans believe that you both have gone a step too far-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! A step too far?!" Victoria interrupted with an incredulous expression on her face. "Are you serious?!"
Beth laughed at the notion, shaking her head.
"These idiots..." the blonde haired woman spat out, smirking as the fans booed in response to the insult. "... Think that WE went too far?! No..."
Beth shook her head as Victoria smiled.
"... We didn't go too far. To be honest with you, I don't think we were harsh enough because that lil bi..." Beth trailed off, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
"Easy now..." Victoria said to the woman, smiling at the irrational anger pouring out of her companion.
The powerful blonde-haired woman opened her sharp blue eyes, giving Todd such a powerful and angry glare that it made him gulp in fear. "Sheree is still walking... She's still running around here with a future Women's Championship Match and it's driving me up the wall!"
Todd gulped at the rage on the Glamazon's face. It was obvious, at least to him, that Beth was still hung up on her loss to Sheree at the Royal Rumble and she was reacting very badly to it.
"You see Todd," Victoria started with a light frown on her face, bringing the mans' attention to her. "To me, to us, she's just another pretty face. We are sick and tired of pretty little faces and irritating Barbie dolls like that brat hogging the spotlight that belongs to us!"
Beth scowled at this.
"Sheree is just like the rest of those fake, talentless, Barbie doll models that get by, and rise through the ranks due to their looks alone! We get overlooked cuz we're apparently not pretty enough! It's insulting and I'm sick of it!" the Glamazon seethed. "I'm sick of dealing with talentless bimbos like Candice Michelle, and Kelly Kelly, and Maria, and especially Sheree taking OUR spotlight! We are the two most dominant women in this division! WE deserve respect!"
"And since the "higher ups" won't give us our well deserved shot at the Women's Championship..." Victoria added, using quotation marks for the words "higher ups."
Todd shivered in fright at the sick malicious grin that made its way to Victoria's face. "...We'll just take it by force!"
"You see... That lil brat doesn't have what it takes to be a strong and ruthless champion like me or Beth does. She doesn't have the conviction nor the resolve to handle something as important as the WWE Women's Championship. And just like Candice did, she'll crumble under the pressure. She doesn't deserve anything, much less a shot at the Women's Championship!"
Todd looked confused at this while Beth nodded at Victoria's words in agreement, a smug smile beginning to work its way onto her face.
"But didn't Sheree beat Beth to-"
"Sheree did not beat me!" Beth snapped, her raging blue eyes drilling into Todd. "It was nothing more than a fluke, do you understand me?! She won by dumb luck and nothing else! She should count her blessings cuz if I had my way, I'd hunt her down and tear her limb from limb! She wouldn't get a chance at that Women's Championship, because I WOULDN'T LET HER!"
Beth panted in anger, her chest heaving as she snarled at the terrified interviewer.
"Yeah... She's very lucky," the Glamazon snarled. "Cuz as of right now... I'm done with Sheree for the time being. I'll get my win back, but right now there's bigger fish to fry and she just doesn't cut it!"
Beth then smiled at Victoria. "I'm sure you can handle her, right Victoria?"
"Oh don't worry," Victoria replied with a smirk. "She will be a piece of cake. That nobody is gonna get exactly what she deserves."
"Erm... actually... Victoria..."
Both Victoria and Beth glared at Todd as he stared at them nervously.
"I'm not sure if you're aware of this... but Sheree requested to face you specifically Victoria, at No Way Out..."
Todd trailed off with a fearful gulp as the glares from Victoria and the Glamazon suddenly got a whole lot darker, both ignoring the fans as they began to cheer at the thought of Sheree getting her hands on either one of them.
"What...?" Victoria snarled through her teeth, rage evident on her face.
"Her request w-was granted... So in six days you will face Sheree Louise at No Way Out," Todd confirmed, making Beth's eyes widen in surprise at this sudden announcement, while Victoria snarled in rage, running her hands through her two-toned hair, making alarm bells ring inside Todd's head at the insane look in her eyes, rage-filled ragged huffs escaping past her lips.
The fans however were thoroughly enjoying this, cheering in excitement.
"I can't believe the CHEEK ON THAT LIL TWERP!" Victoria roared. "HOW DARE SHE CHALLENGE ME! I'LL WRING HER NECK!"
"Ahh!" King screamed as Victoria slowly began to snap.
Victoria eventually calmed down enough to rein in her temper, but the angry scowl was still on her face. "You know what... If she wants to dig herself into an even deeper hellhole than so be it. This just means that I have to finish what we started!"
Todd had to willingly restrain himself from trembling as Victoria got in his face. He could see the burning hatred she had for Sheree blazing through her eyes. It was a scary sight.
"What I do to Maria tonight... will pale in comparison to what I do to this kid on Sunday," the woman whispered harshly. "I'm going to destroy that lil brat!"
With that, Victoria and Beth Phoenix stomped away, making Todd sigh in relief. The Divas were starting to get more and more intimidating as of late.
"Oh boy..." Jenna mumbled. "I think those two are starting to lose it!"
"I still can't believe what I just heard!" King exclaimed, surprise evident in his voice. "Sheree wants to fight Victoria at No Way Out?! After what happened last week?! Is she mad?!"
"Sheree knows what she's doing King," Jenna replied with a scoff. "She's beaten Victoria before."
"I'm more worried about what Beth Phoenix said. What exactly did she mean by 'bigger fish to fry?" JR questioned in suspicion.
"Beats me!" King replied with a shrug.
"Well whatever the case, we'll worry about that another time," JR said as John Cena was shown walking through the backstage area with a look of complete focus on his face.
The Face of the Company pulled out his dog tags, fiddling with it for a moment before kissing it and stuffing it back into his shirt.
"Right now there is unfinished business for John Cena. He meets the World's Strongest Man! You will see a fight! You will see it next!"
. . . .
Kerry leaned against the wall near the curtain of the gorilla position, a pout of annoyance on her face. Orton stood in front of her, the coveted WWE Championship held firmly in his grasp, waiting for the commercial break to end. The blonde haired woman from New York was still wearing her outfit from the previous episode of Raw, only this time she wore a simple black leather hoodie over her 'Legend Killer' themed shirt, and had switched out her denim shorts for black leather pants.
"What's wrong baby girl?" Mark Henry asked, a smile of amusement on his face.
"My ride went off and ditched me!" the woman snapped irritably. "So now I've gotta ride with the massive prima donna and this sarcastic asshole here!"
The people in the room chuckled while, Randy rolled his eyes. Shawn, Paul, and Randy sometimes tended to travel together. They liked to playfully jab at one another verbally, just to wind Kerry up. She wasn't a fan of listening to grown men competing in verbal dick-measuring contests - her words - like teenage jocks. She had seen enough of that at college and secondary school.
"She was gonna travel with Charlotte, but since Charlotte isn't featured on this episode she decided to leave," the current WWE Champion explained.
"Aww... did you get left behind? Poor Kerry..."
"Eat a dick, Shane!"
"Stop antagonising her!" Stephanie scolded her older brother, before smiling sweetly at the younger woman. "You could ride with me if you want?"
"... I think I'll pass on that one. I don't think I can stomach another moment of your excessive gushing over Paul."
"HEY!"
Randy and Shane laughed, while Christy shook her head with an amused smile. "She's got you there."
"I-I'm not that bad am I?"
"It's nauseating," Dray grumbled from where he sat next to his girlfriend, headset wrapped around his neck. "You're like a love sick teenager."
Stephanie at least had the decency to look a bit embarrassed.
"Randy, Kerry, you're up!"
Kerry pushed off the wall as Orton rested the gold studded championship on his shoulder. A smirk stretched across Kerry's face as 'Burn in My Light' played throughout the arena to immediate boos from the Texas crowd.
Oh how she loved being the cause of the fans ire. And judging by the small twitch of Orton's lips, he enjoyed it just as much.
. . . .
"Hey!"
The fans booed heavily as Raw's resident Legend Killer, Randy Orton walked out onto the stage with a stoic emotionless expression on his face, the WWE Championship resting comfortably on his right shoulder, Kerry trailing not too far behind him as "Burn in my Light" played throughout the arena.
"And we are back ladies and gentlemen, here on Monday Night Raw. Jim Ross, Jerry "The King" Lawler and the lovely Jenna with you. We thank you for being with us," JR said as Randy and Kerry walked calmly down the ramp, ignoring the rowdy Texas fans that tried their best attempt at heckling the duo. "Indeed that man, the WWE Champion on his way to Las Vegas, Nevada."
"Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, Kerry and the WWE Champion, Randy Orton!" Lilian Garcia announced, the fans booing in response.
"As always, Kerry looks so gorgeous! What a beautiful woman!" King gushed.
"Put a sock in it would ya..." Jenna grumbled in irritation.
Orton let a small smirk slither across his face in response to the fans reaction, adjusting the WWE Title on his shoulder, looking at the coveted championship with a smirk as he and Kerry entered the ringside area. Kerry rolled her eyes at the fans, sneering at them with contempt.
Orton allowed Kerry to walk up the steps first, slipping the title off his shoulders and holding it in his hand, following after the blonde haired woman and sitting on the middle rope, holding the top rope up for her.
"Thank you!" Kerry said with a smirk directed at the man as she entered the ring.
"What a gentlemen our WWE Champion is!" King commented. Jenna scoffed in response but refrained herself from commenting.
Orton entered the ring after Kerry, who had climbed up onto the second ropes of the turnbuckle, scowling down at the fans and talking smack.
"...Randy Orton certainly making an impact earlier last week on John Cena, the man who wants to be WWE Champion. Cena gets that chance this Sunday, as we've mentioned," JR reminded everyone as Randy walked across the ring, climbing up onto the middle corner ropes near the timekeepers area, glaring at the crowd.
The Legend Killer took a moment to admire the gold studded title in his hands, before holding it high above his head with one hand, looking up at the championship with a smug sneer. "But certainly, Randy Orton dodged a Cena bullet before we went off the air last week as well."
"He was lucky. Incredibly lucky," Jenna said as Orton surveyed the crowd with a look of calm smugness on his face, still holding the title above him. "If I was Orton I'd be very worried right now, cause Cena is more focused than ever."
"Now hold on a minute! I know you don't like Orton or Kerry, but you can't count Orton out yet! He's been champion this long for a reason Jenna!" King admonished.
"I'm not counting Orton out. But the last time he was hit with an FU, he was put to sleep instantly!" Jenna replied as Orton and Kerry eventually stepped off the middle ropes.
"Mouthy lil brat..." Kerry muttered under her breath with a light scowl, making Orton raise an eyebrow of amusement.
Kerry jabbed a thumb over at the ringside area, where a child wearing full John Cena gear sat.
Kerry turned and narrowed her eyes at the young boy when he taunted her with Cena's 'You Can't See Me' gesture.
"You... I've got me eye on you, ya lil runt," Kerry growled whilst pointing at the kid with the 'I'm watching you' gesture. The child stuck his tongue out in response, making Kerry frown dramatically, while the boys parents attempted to hide their bout of giggles at the exchange behind their hands.
"I hate kids."
Orton rolled his eyes, but the look of amusement was still on his face.
"You just love antagonising the kids don't ya?" Orton commented whilst sitting on the second rope to allow Kerry to step through them.
"The lil punk started it," the woman grumbled as she stepped through the ropes and carefully jumped off the apron. Orton followed after her, rolling out of the ring. The duo made their way to the announce table, where two chairs were already waiting for them on Lawler's side of the table.
Randy placed the WWE Championship on top of the table and sat down in the chair closest to Lawler as the commentary team finished putting over the sponsors for tonight's event.
Kerry took a seat next to the WWE Champion, putting on the headset that was left for her on the table whilst throwing a dirty look Jenna's way, who responded with a small scowl of distaste from where she sat on the other end of the table.
"And we are being joined ladies and gentlemen, by the lovely Kerry and the WWE Champion..." JR introduced as Orton put on a headset of his own, both he and Kerry ignoring the fans behind them. "... On our way to No Way Out. We are six days away and, Mr. Orton, Kerry, thank you for joining us."
"You're very welcome. Especially since I'm the only woman sittin' here that's relevant," Kerry replied with an egotistical smile that made Jenna roll her eyes.
King immediately looked between the two women with wide eyes, sensing the tension, but wisely kept his mouth shut. He knew they weren't fond of each other despite having very little contact. But he wasn't expecting them to flat out hate each other at first sight! This is gonna be fun!
"JR..." Orton started as his theme song faded out.
"Somebody's gonna get their ass kicked, Somebody's gonna get their wig split!"
"... Jerry... Girl..." Randy glanced at Jenna with a smug grin when she stared him down with a warning glare.
"Mark Henry is gonna make my job so much easier come this Sunday at No Way Out when I beat John Cena, and retain my WWE Championship," the champion said, his entire demeanour radiating with smugness as Mark Henry appeared on the stage to a loud negative reaction, walking down the ramp with an angry snarl on his face. "No doubt in my mind."
"Like it would be that easy..." Jenna mumbled under her breath with a huff, just before Lilian Garcia made the introductions, ignoring the warning scowl Kerry gave her as well as the wide eyed look on King's face.
'Ding! Ding! Ding!'
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 410 pounds, he is The World's Strongest Man, Mark Henry!"
"Well we saw Mark Henry go up against Cena last week in an Arm Wrestling Match," King started, wanting to ease the rising tension between his newest team member and the Legend Killer duo. The last thing he wanted to see was Kerry and Orton antagonising such a beautiful woman for their own personal amusement.
"And I was very concerned if that surgically repaired pectoral muscle of Cena's arm was 100%. But this is a whole different story tonight Randy! This is a match!" King said as Mark Henry walked up the steps and entered the ring, that thick scowl ever-present on his face, jaw-jacking at the fans as they jeered at him.
"Well that doesn't matter. John Cena is known for being a superman, known for being the strongest man in the ring, getting his butt whipped and coming back and having the stamina of anybody! But Mark Henry is the World's Strongest Man. Mark Henry is gonna beat John Cena tonight, and just do the job for me so that this Sunday, just like I said, is that much easier."
Jenna chuckled. "You're pretty confident for a man that was running away last week."
The table went quiet for a moment as JR and King stared at their ballsy broadcast partner in shock, while Kerry glared dangerously at Jenna, who kept her eyes glued to the ring, a ghost of a smile on the black-haired woman's face as Mark Henry's theme music faded into silence, the powerful man awaiting the arrival of John Cena. Orton raised an eyebrow, not expecting the snarky attitude.
"Well of course I'm confident. I am the WWE Champion. And I wasn't running away. It was a strategic retreat."
"Surrre... You keep tellin' yourself that..."
"You got somethin' to say newbie?!" Kerry spat with an irritated snarl.
"Nope. I've got nothing to say at all," Jenna replied, that smile still on her face.
"Good... Just count cha lucky stars I ain't sittin' next to you. That is unless you want me to kick your head off! At least it will make you a bit more relevant!"
Jenna let out a loud scoff, completely unfazed.
"E-Easy ladies..." King stammered nervously, wanting to defuse the issue as quick as possible.
Kerry huffed as "My Time Is Now" blasted throughout the arena to a screaming pop, which just made her bad mood worse, giving the smug female commentator the stink eye as John Cena appeared from behind the minitron, as energetic as ever, the screaming fans completely losing it at his arrival.
"And his opponent, from West Newbury, Massachusetts, weighing in at 240 pounds, John Cena!"
Cena took a moment to hype up the crowd, before sizing up Mark Henry, who was scowling at him from inside the ring.
"What an ovation for John Cena," JR commented as Cena jogged down the ramp and slid into the ring, bouncing on his toes as he and Mark Henry stared each other down.
Kerry's right eye twitched, her lips curled up in disgust at the screaming fans as she watched Cena hyped up the crowd, before running the ropes. "John Cena counting down the days until he arrives in Las Vegas for No Way Out. Cena didn't want to wait until WrestleMania for his WWE Champ-"
"Wait Wait Wait Wait, Randy Orton already up, hold on!" King interrupted as Orton ripped off his headset and shot up to his feet, scowling at Cena as he threw his baseball cap into the crowd and pulled off his shirt to a screaming pop from the women in attendance, almost making Kerry throw up her lunch.
"What's this about?" Jenna drawled with narrowed eyes as she watched Orton move away from the announce table and towards the ring, his eyes never leaving Cena.
"Orton's got somethin' he wants to say to Cena," King noted. Cena smirked as he observed the hyped up fans in the arena, before throwing his shirt into the crowd.
"I'm watching you!" Orton snapped as Cena grinned at him. "I'm watching you!"
"Orton playin' some head games with John Cena, who's got all he can say grace over in the 410 pound..."
'Ding! Ding! Ding!'
"I'm watching you!" Orton yelled out, cutting off JR as Cena's theme music faded out, the bell ringing as Cena and Mark Henry circled the ring.
"... Strongest man in the world, Mark Henry," JR finished as Cena and Henry sized each other up.
"Randy Orton, just reminding Cena that you're watching him, right?" King questioned the champion as he sat back down and put his headset back on.
"CENA! CENA! CENA!"
John and Mark looked around the arena for a moment, taking a minute to soak in the reaction from the Texas crowd.
"That's right! I have not come this far, beat this many people, to have John Cena come back from an injury...!" Orton snapped as Cena suddenly ran at the 410 pounder, only to get shoved back, sending him flying off his feet. "... Think he's gonna be the comeback story of the year, and just come and beat myself for the WWE Title! He's not gonna beat Randy Orton!"
Jenna shook her head at Orton's arrogance but said nothing, watching as Cena ran at Mark Henry again, this time ducking under a fist and running the ropes, rebounding off them, only to get caught in the massive arms of the World's Strongest Man, the fans booing as Henry easily gained the advantage.
"Oh no! Cena flew right into that! That ain't good!" the young woman commented in worry as Mark shook his head at Cena's attempt at a crossbody.
"Look at the strength! Look at the power!" JR exclaimed as Mark Henry turned with Cena still in his grip, an effortless show of power, before slamming the Face of WWE back first into the mat with excessive force, getting a bout of laughter from Kerry as the crowd released a loud 'OHHH!' at the impact.
"That's the World's Strongest Man delivering a slam to John Cena! I doubt he can even get up from that! Look at him!" Orton spat as Cena writhed in pain in the ring. "Look at him suffering!"
"Aw man! I loved every second of that!" Kerry added with a chuckle as Mark connected with a hard kick to Cena's back, connecting with enough force to have the Face of the Company shooting up to his feet in agony, the fans verbally wincing at the impact as replays were shown of Mark slamming Cena into the canvas.
"That's gotta drive the air outta Cena, look at this," JR commented.
"Good grief..." Jenna grimaced at the force behind the slam as Mark continued to assault Cena in the ring, connecting with a stiff headbutt that nearly knocked Cena off his feet, disorientating him. "A slam with that much malice behind it will knock the breath out of anyone."
"As you can see there, the strength of Mark Henry, the World's Strongest Man," King added.
"And that's the thing," Orton retorted smugly as Henry connected with a pin-point fist that sent Cena staggering away from The World's Strongest Man, crawling towards the corner opposite Kerry and Orton, using the ropes to pull himself back up onto his feet. "Mark Henry is gonna make my job that much easier come this Sunday at No Way Out. Look at him! Picking apart John Cena!"
Mark forced Cena into the corner, using his large hands to wrap around Cena's face, a dark smirk on his face.
"Well the longer this match goes, the more opportunity Mark Henry's gonna have to injure John Cena. No doubt about it," JR commented as Mark Henry wrapped his hands around Cena's neck, choking the oxygen out of Cena to a count of 4, eventually letting go and snapping at the referee as Cena crawled and staggered away from the large man, trying desperately to get his breath back.
"I've gotta ask this... Do you really think it will be that easy to beat Cena at No Way Out?" Jenna asked the champion.
"Why wouldn't it be? How is Cena gonna beat me with a destroyed pectoral muscle? Look at him! Look at how much pain he's in! Mark Henry's gonna destroy John Cena tonight! I guarantee ya that."
Jenna stared at Orton, dumbfounded. "... You're really optimistic ain't cha."
"Drop the snarky attitude, newbie!" Kerry growled, glaring at Jenna from the other side of the announce table.
"Or what blondie!"
"Why you lil..."
"E-easy ladies. We don't have time for a catfight!" King attempted to defuse the situation with a nervous laugh, as Mark finally turned away from the referee, stalking Cena.
"Now I've given the laundry list before and you guys don't seem to like it, but Triple H. Jeff Hardy. Shawn Michaels. Chris Jericho. I beat them all!" Orton reminded them as Cena was whipped hard across the ring, colliding back first with the turnbuckle on the opposite side of the ring, connecting with such force that it knocked him off his feet, receiving a collective audible wince from the audience. "And they said to me point blank, in my face, they were gonna beat me for the WWE Title! My title! But look at this right here! It's still mine!"
"Well that had to impress you last week though, when you saw John Cena deliver an FU to Mark Henry. I mean, the strength of Cena can't be underestimated either," King noted as Mark walked towards the turnbuckle that was opposite Orton and Kerry, ripping the padding clean off. "Uh-oh..."
"And the strength of Mark Henry, well documented, the top turnbuckle exposed," JR noted as the World's Strongest Man stalked towards a recovering Cena with a vicious grin.
"Cena better be careful. Who knows what Mark Henry wants to do with that exposed turnbuckle," Jenna added.
"I hope he crushes Cena's face with it!" Kerry retorted with a sneer as Cena caught Mark Henry in the gut with a jab, and began fighting back with right and left shots to the World's Strongest Man's face, receiving a loud screaming reaction from the crowd.
" And Cena, starting to fight back!" JR cried out.
"What are you doing?!" Kerry snapped as Cena rocked Mark Henry's face with stiff rights and lefts. "Don't let him hit you like that?! Put your arms up!"
"Nothing new about Cena! Ready to fight!" JR exclaimed.
"Look at this Randy!" King added as Cena continued to fight back against the more imposing figure of Mark Henry.
Orton glared at the display, only for Mark to retaliate with a knee to Cena's stomach that had him hunched over and gasping for air, effectively putting a stop to the cheering.
"Easy," Orton retorted with arrogance as Henry clubbed Cena in the back with an overhead shot, making the man stagger on his feet. "Easy for Mark Henry! Piece of cake! World's Strongest Man, look at him!"
"Uh-oh..." Jenna voiced her worry as Henry trapped Cena's arms in a full nelson hold, using his large powerful hands to press down on Cena's neck. "Cena really doesn't wanna be in that position."
"Oh man... That's a bad place for Cena to be in. This full nelson where Mark Henry can use all that strength!" JR noted as Cena tried desperately to fight out of the hold, but Mark's grip proved to be a lot stronger than Cena anticipated, the fans cheering, trying to will Cena back into the match. "That overwhelming superhuman strength!"
Cena tried to pry the large mitts of Mark Henry from the back of his head, but Mark refused to relent, applying more pressure on the head and neck of Cena.
"God..." Jenna grimaced. "Look at the way he's pressing down on Cena's head, cranking the neck! He might break it!"
"I hope he does!" Kerry retorted.
"Not only that," King added, ignoring Kerry's retort. "But look at the way that surgically repaired pectoral muscle is being stretched now by Mark Henry!"
Cena tried to fight out of it as the fans in attendance chanted 'CENA! CENA! CENA!' trying to will the #1 contender for the WWE Championship back into the match. "Look at the face, turning blood red, of John Cena- Oh!"
Mark dropped Cena with another clubbing overhead shot to the back, completely flooring him and silencing the crowd. Mark glared down at Cena as the Face of the Company rolled onto his back. "GET YO ASS UP!"
"Man this contest, taking so much out of John Cena," JR noted as a smirk stretched across the World's Strongest Man's face, watching as Cena rolled away from him and towards the corner with the exposed turnbuckle.
"Come on! Come on John!" Henry implored Cena to get back up onto his feet, jumping on the balls of his feet with his eyes dead set on the former WWE Champion. "You're in my world now! THIS IS MY TOWN!"
The Texas fans booed Henry for his choice of words, watching helplessly as the large man continued to prey on the Face of WWE.
"And Orton, you've gotta look at it this way, I guess. If Cena can't beat Mark Henry, he sure can't beat the WWE Champion can he?!" King asked the current WWE Champion as Cena crawled towards the corner, using the ropes to pull himself up.
"Mark Henry is the World's Strongest Man like I've said many times but, Randy Orton is strong, he has strength, agility-"
"Heads up! Look out!" Jenna exclaimed as Mark Henry let loose a wild yell, running at Cena like an enraged bull, only for Cena to leap out of the way, causing Mark to collide chest first into the exposed turnbuckle, getting a collective 'Ohhh!' from the Texas fans.
"Oh no..." Kerry muttered with dread in her voice as Cena ran towards the opposite corner, climbing up onto the middle rope. "Nooo... No, no, no!"
"That was that exposed turnbuckle!" JR exclaimed.
"He ran chest first right into it!" Jenna added.
"... He has everything it takes to be champion and will remain champion this Sunday!" Orton finished with an air of annoyance as he glared at Jenna for interrupting him, though she didn't seem to notice, nor was anybody listening to him anymore as Mark turned around just as Cena leaped off the second rope.
"Look out!" King cried out as Cena took Mark Henry off his feet with a shoulder block from the second rope.
"And the shoulder block, after the exposed turnbuckle!" JR exclaimed as the fans yelled out in excitement.
"I think that's the first time the World's Strongest Man's been off his feet in this match!" Jenna exclaimed as Cena wasted no time, quickly grabbing Henry's left leg and cinching in his submission finisher, the STFU, to loud screams of excitement.
"STFU! The submission!" JR exclaimed as the crowd seemingly got louder, screaming in excitement, Cena roaring as he pulled back with his fists locked tightly underneath Henry's jaw, stretching Mark's back and neck painfully, twisting his legs around the World's Strongest Man's left leg, keeping it locked between his legs at an awkward and excruciating angle, to the point that Henry's leg was almost touching the side of his own ribs.
"He's gonna tap!" Jenna exclaimed, Mark Henry's face scrunched up in pain as Cena applied extra pressure, his muscular arms squeezing Henry's head like a compactor. Cena cranked up the submission even more, an intense expression on his face. "Look! He's tapping!"
"No!" Kerry exclaimed in horror as Mark wasted no time in tapping out, the pain being too much for him to handle.
"YES!" JR exclaimed, the fans in attendance screaming out in shock and excitement.
"WHAT?!" King exclaimed in shock at what he was seeing.
"MARK HENRY TAPS OUT!" JR cried out as "The Time Is Now" played throughout the arena to a loud screaming reaction. "JOHN CENA JUST MADE MARK HENRY TAP OUT!"
"What about now Orton? Do you think it'll be easy now?" Jenna asked with a smug look on her face as Cena kept the hold cinched in for a few more seconds before letting go, quickly rising to his feet and glaring at Orton with a dignified expression on his face.
Orton ignored Jenna's snarky tone in favour of glaring at Cena with an irritated sneer on his face, whilst Kerry just threw her headset off, a dark scowl on her face as she glared at Cena, her mood now even worse than before.
"Here's your winner by submission, John Cena!"
"If the strongest man in the world will tap out to the STFU, any man in the world in the same position, will do likewise!" JR exclaimed as Cena's hand was raised in victory to a large ovation from the fans in attendance.
Orton shook his head, a look of disgust on his face as Cena climbed the corner ropes nearest to the champion and Kerry, saluting the screaming fans before jumping off the second ropes, staring at Orton who glared back at him with a cold, annoyed scowl.
Cena slid out of the ring, staring down the current champion through his steel blue eyes. Both Orton and Kerry went into high alert, dark expressions on their faces as Cena slowly approached them, his eyes never leaving Orton for a second. Cena's music faded into silence as he grabbed a microphone that was lying underneath the coveted WWE Championship.
"Easy..." Jenna mumbled, sensing the tension in the air.
Cena let a smirk stretch across his face as Orton looked away from him with a dark scowl on his face, whilst Kerry glared daggers at the Franchise of WWE, her icy cold blue eyes shining with rage.
"Ya don't have to look at me," Cena commented as Orton pulled off his headset, outright refusing to look Cena in the eyes. "Ya don't even have to stand up. But I would advise you, both, to shut the hell up, and listen to what I have to say."
Kerry's eyebrow twitched in rage, a thick scowl stretching across her face, not at all liking being told what to do, while Orton remained silent, still refusing to look at the man before him, the fans cheering loudly.
"I Am. A hundred. Percent," Cena stated with finality, getting a loud positive response from the fans as that emotionless sneer remained on Orton's face, looking to the side, looking at the ground, anywhere but at Cena.
Cena backed away for a moment before approaching the champion again, leaning against the announce table.
"You are a smart champion Randy but this time, the plan didn't work! I am stronger than I have ever been! You have seen what I can do to a man, who is four hundred and fifty pounds!" Cena roared into the mic, glaring daggers at the silent champion.
"I am more focused than I have ever been in my entire life! Because for once, I'm not the hunted! YOU! ARE! THE HUNTED!" Cena yelled, pointing angrily at the scowling champion as the capacity crowd cheered in agreement to Cena's words.
"This Sunday..." Cena smirked and shook his head, lazily flexing his previously injured right arm. "There's no injuries. And for me, they'll be no excuses."
Orton slowly looked up, finally summoning up the courage to look at the man before him, watching silently as Cena calmly grabbed the strap of the historic championship that laid harmlessly on the announce table, admiring the golden studded title with a small smirk, before looking back at his No Way Out opponent. "For you Randy..."
Cena leaned in close, his smirk widening slightly as Orton looked away from him. "There is No. Way. Out."
At that, Cena placed the microphone down and slid into the ring as his theme song played throughout the arena to a screaming reaction. A perturbed and outright annoyed Randy Orton sunk into his seat, with Kerry scowling beside him, her mouth working a mile a minute as Cena threw up his 'Word Life' hand gesture before leaving the ring, the blonde haired woman exploding into a full on rant that, fortunately, no one could hear.
"Wow... No Way Out can't get here fast enough! I can't wait!" Jenna exclaimed in excitement.
"All clear on one thing. John Cena said it all," JR commented as Cena walked up the ramp, throwing his armbands and wristbands into the excited crowd.
"Says his piece then he walks away..." Orton spat through the headset, having put it back on. "He says his piece then he walks away! I'm right here!"
The scowl on Orton's face was a dangerous, rage-filled and calculating one, watching as Cena backed up the ramp and onto the stage, hyping up the crowd and throwing up the 'Word Life' gesture to another loud reaction.
. . . .
Later...
"What's going on with you and my sister?" Sheree asked Kerry in amusement as they sat on a stack of equipment boxes just outside the gorilla, an amused smirk on the young woman's face.
Kerry was now wearing a vintage 'Wanted' Cactus Jack sleeveless T-Shirt, along with the rest of the outfit she had worn earlier.
"How should I know! She's the one with the attitude!" Kerry replied with a chuckle. "Are all members of your family that mouthy?"
"Mouthy is an understatement. My mother can go on a rant for days. Only my father can shut her up when she gets like that," Sheree replied in amusement. "I forgot to ask you... but what was it like being booed in your home-state?"
"What? At the Royal Rumble?" Kerry rolled her eyes and shrugged. "It doesn't bother me... Now if we were in Brooklyn that would be a different story altogether. No one boos me in Brooklyn!"
Sheree smirked in amusement. "Is that right huh?"
An egotistical grin made its way to Kerry's face. "Yep! To them I'm queen!"
"Hello ladies..."
The two women looked up and then promptly giggled as Anthony Carelli aka Santino Marella approached them with his best attempt at a flirtatious grin, Maria trailing behind him.
"Already in character I see," Sheree quipped with a grin, not seeing Maria roll her eyes, shooting a glare towards the young woman.
Kerry noticed it with narrowed eyes but kept quiet, watching Maria with a frown. While Maria was a friendly and pleasant person to be around, she also had a darker meaner side. She had no idea what Sheree did to earn Maria's ire but it was off-putting to say the least.
"Well I have to keep up appearances," Anthony said with a grin. "And someone is really happy to be on the cover of Playboy."
"Oh yeah..." Sheree smiled at Maria, who plastered a fake smile on her face that had Kerry glaring coldly at her. "Congrats."
"Thanks... Maybe someday you could get on the cover of Playboy. You're a beautiful woman. I'm sure the fans would line up to see you featured."
Sheree blushed bright red at that. "I-I-I don't know... I don't think they wanna see that..."
Maria smirked. "You're too modest hun. You've been around. Do you think the men in this business are interested in you because you wrestle well?"
Sheree frowned. "I... What's that supposed to mean?"
Maria shrugged, nonchalant to the look on Sheree's face. "I just think... you should explore your options while you can, that's all."
Kerry rose to her feet with a glare, and opened her lips to shut Maria up, confused and annoyed by the snaky hidden barbs the redhead was throwing at the young Bostonian, when Lisa and Beth approached the small group.
"Ready to brawl?" the short haired veteran asked Sheree with an excited grin.
"You bet!" Sheree answered with an excited grin of her own as she jumped off the crates, opting to file away this weirdly tense conversation for later. "Lovin' the short hair by the way."
"Aww, thank you darling!"
Turning towards Kerry, Sheree smiled. "I'll talk to you later, okay?"
Kerry nodded with a grin. "Sure... as long as I get to ride along with you... please? I ain't riding with those two egomaniacs!"
Sheree laughed at the puppy dog look on Kerry's face. "Of course you can!"
As the group left for their segment, Kerry frowned as she caught Maria glaring at Sheree as they left.
That's going to be a problem...
. . . .
The fans in the arena cheered as Maria climbed up onto the top ropes, watching in exhaustion as Victoria stumbled back onto her feet. Santino was at ringside, cheering his girlfriend on.
"And Maria now, heading to the top turnbuckle!" JR exclaimed.
"Be careful Maria!" King called out.
The match between Victoria and Maria had been relatively short, with Victoria dominating most of the match. Maria was a tall woman, standing at just an inch shorter than Victoria, but the veteran had the advantage of experience over her, and it was showing.
Maria waited until Victoria had turned around before leaping off the ropes for a diving clothesline, only for Victoria to knock her out of the sky with a stiff forearm to the face.
"Oh my word! What a shot!" JR cried out as Maria laid motionless on her stomach, the fans wincing at the sight.
"Careful Victoria! That's gonna be the face of Playboy in two months!" King exclaimed.
"Maria wasted too much time," Jenna noted with a head shake as Santino looked away from the action with a wince. "Victoria saw her coming from a mile away."
"I've gotta ask... Why does Santino have such a problem with Maria being in Playboy?" King questioned.
"Probably cuz he's a control freak..." Jenna muttered with distaste.
"Right?! Sharing is caring!"
"Oh my god... you're insufferable sometimes!"
Victoria stalked towards the plucky redhead, grabbing her by the hair. "Come here!"
Victoria dragged Maria roughly to the middle of the ring, a dark scowl on her face.
"Uh-oh..." JR noted as Victoria roughly pulled Maria to her feet and lifted the woman onto her left shoulder, setting up for the Widow's Peak. "Victoria, looking to end this."
Victoria paused for a moment as she had the back of Maria's head secure on her shoulder.
"THIS IS GONNA BE YOU, BRAT!" the woman roared before hitting her patent Widow's Peak on Maria.
"The Widows Peak with authority!" JR exclaimed as the crowd winced at the sight of Maria's head whiplashing off Victoria's shoulder.
"It's over," Jenna stated as Maria went limp, falling face first into the canvas, unmoving.
"Oh man... Maria ain't getting up from that..." King added as Santino continued to look away from the match with a grimace of fear and sorrow for his girlfriend.
Victoria let a sickening grin slide across her face, before turning Maria over and going for the cover.
1...
2...
3!
The referee rang for the bell as Victoria slid off the unconscious redhead and stood up, that evil grin still plastered on her face as "Don't Mess With" played throughout the arena.
"Victoria picks up the victory!" JR said as the referee raised Victoria's hand in victory.
"Here's your winner, Victoria!"
"I can't help but worry for your sister, Jenna!" King said as Victoria snatched her hand away from the referee with a glare, before smirking at the fans, holding her arms out to a negative reaction. "Victoria's mean streak seems to have grown more violent than ever! She's hell-bent on hurting Sheree and she might just take her out permanently this Sunday!"
"You're over-thinking things King," Jenna drawled with an eye roll of annoyance. "Sheree is not made of glass. She's a grown woman and can handle herself. She ain't some weak dainty model that cracks under the pressure and falls apart the moment someone with a backbone challenges her."
"Yeah but- wait... what's that supposed to mean?!"
Victoria raised an eyebrow, watching as Santino reached inside the ring, grabbing Maria by the ankle and began to pull her out of the ring. The veteran's grin widened dangerously.
Santino froze, eyes widening in fear at the boot standing on his girlfriend's chest, stopping him from pulling Maria out of the ring.
"Uh-oh..." JR mumbled as Santino slowly looked up to find Victoria smirking menacingly down at him with her head tilted to the side, making his eyes widen in fear at the insane gleam in her eyes. "I don't think Victoria is done with Maria..."
"Not with that evil grin on her face!" King added.
"What do you think you're doing?" the veteran questioned as her theme song faded out, her smirk widening as Santino stuttered in fear.
"I-I-I-I-I-I-"
"Beat it!" Victoria snarled.
Santino promptly let go of Maria's leg and hightailed it up the ramp, wanting to get as far away from that mad woman as possible, causing the fans to boo harshly at the man's act of cowardice.
"W-Where's he going?!" King exclaimed. "He's not just gonna leave Maria all alone at the mercy of Victoria is he?!"
"That's exactly what he's doing King," Jenna replied. "You can't expect a coward to grow some balls out of thin air."
Victoria smirked down at Maria as the woman beneath her feet groaned. Victoria pressed her foot down on Maria's chest, making her choke out a gasp.
"Lil girls like you are why this division gets laughed at..." Victoria growled, her smirk widening, but her eyes gleaming in rage. Victoria stepped off Maria and grabbed her by her red long locks, roughly ragging the woman onto her feet.
"Oh no!" JR exclaimed as Victoria set up Maria's limp body for another Widow's Peak, much to his and the fans' horror. "She's going for another Widow's Peak! She's gonna injure the poor woman!"
"Why go this far?! You've already won!" King snapped.
"It's obvious King," Jenna said, her blue eyes dark with rage as Victoria smirked at the booing fans. "She's sending a message."
"No! Stop this Victoria!" JR cried out when Victoria lifted Maria up onto her shoulder, looking to take her out with another Widow's Peak.
"Headstrong" played throughout the arena to a massive reaction, making Victoria's head snap violently as she looked up at the stage with wide eyes.
"Thank god!" JR exclaimed in relief as Sheree Louise made her presence known, slowly walking out onto the stage with a dark, rage-filled glare as she stared down Victoria.
"Oh boy..." Jenna muttered when she saw the look on Sheree's face as she stood on the stage, her blue eyes blazing, her shiner still very clearly visible.
"H-Have you seen the look on Sheree's face! That's a completely different look from what we've seen from her before!" King exclaimed as Victoria chuckled, letting Maria fall off her shoulder. She no longer cared about the plucky redhead. She wanted Sheree.
"COME ON!" Victoria roared, daring Sheree to get in the ring, her smirked widening with glee. "COME GET ME BITCH!"
A thick scowl stretched across Sheree's face, before advancing down the ramp, her blue eyes zeroed in on the Vicious Vixen.
"Sheree's heading towards Victoria! She's heading to the ring! She wants some of Victoria! Victoria wants some of her!" JR cried out. "Sheree will never forget the beating she took at the hands of Victoria and Beth! The shiner below her right eye is proof!"
"These two ladies are about to implode!" King exclaimed. "This is gonna be- O-Oh no! Hey look!"
The fans screamed out just as Sheree reached the ringside area, trying to warn her, but was too late. She was grabbed from behind and thrown harshly into the ring apron, making her let out a sharp cry of pain as her back collided with the hard part of the ring. "Beth Phoenix!"
The fans booed as Phoenix stood over Sheree with a savage grin.
"W-Wait a minute! I thought Beth Phoenix had bigger fish to fry?!" JR exclaimed in anger. Beth watched as Sheree tried to raise her body off the floor, grasping at the ring apron, while Victoria watched on with an ecstatic smirk.
"DAMNIT!" Jenna yelled in rage. "I should have known this would happen again!"
"Sheree walked right into another set up!" King added. "This had to be Victoria's plan all along!"
Beth's grin remained on her face as she stared down at Sheree, the fans booing her viciously. Sheree let loose a pained groan as Beth roughly kicked her in the stomach. "Oh god!"
Sheree curled into a ball, wrapping her arms around her stomach as she coughed violently.
"You like that Sheree?! Huh!" Beth growled, before roughly grabbing the Bostonian by the hair and forcing her to look at the blonde-haired amazon. "This is want happens when you mess with the wrong people!"
"Take her out!" Victoria demanded. "Destroy her!"
Beth grinned before pulling Sheree roughly to her feet.
"I can't watch this!" King groaned. "I don't wanna see this again."
"Victoria and Beth Phoenix has Sheree at their mercy!" JR exclaimed.
Alarm bells rang through everyone's mind when Beth smirked at the fans, getting Sheree in position for a powerbomb. "Oh god... No Beth!"
"She's gonna powerbomb her into the floor?!" King exclaimed as the crowd booed even louder, not liking where this was going.
Jenna stayed silent, watching with bated breath as Beth lifted Sheree off her feet... only for Sheree to grab ahold of the top ropes, refusing to go down so easily.
"Sheree she... she's got ahold of the ring ropes!" JR cried out in relief, the fans cheering in relief also.
Annoyed, Beth tried to pull Sheree away from the ropes, but the younger woman held on, her grip on the ropes tightening.
"She's holding on for dear life!" King exclaimed.
"Come on Sheree!" Jenna cheered. "Hold on!"
Victoria scowled and advanced towards Sheree, looking to knock the young woman off the ropes, but was a little too late.
Sheree managed to escaped the clutches of the Glamazon, planting her feet on the apron and sending Victoria stumbling backwards with a stiff forearm to the face that had the fans cheering even louder as the Headstrong Diva began to fight back.
"Oh, what a shot!" JR cried out. Sheree jumped as Beth tried to swipe her legs out from underneath her, and responded with a swift back kick to the Glamazon's jaw. "And a kick to the face of Beth Phoenix!"
"How is she doing this?!" King questioned with wide eyes, the kick making Beth turn away, holding her chin in pain. Sheree glanced back at Beth with a scowl before leaping up onto the middle ropes. "Whoa! WHOA! LOOK OUT!"
"OH MY GOD!" JR exclaimed as Beth turned around with a scowl, only for her eyes to widen as Sheree catapulted off the middle rope, back-flipping through the air. Sheree collided with the Glamazon, both crashing to the floor in a messy pile, the fans cheering even louder. "Moonsault to the outside from Sheree, taking out the Glamazon!"
Sheree was the first to make it back onto her feet, grabbing a fist full of Beth's long blonde locks and pulling the Amazon New Yorker back up onto her feet, before violently launching the older woman into the steel steps. "OH!"
"Holy... That was vicious!" King exclaimed as the fans let loose a loud 'Ohhh!' at the impact, wincing as Beth's body blasted the top half of the steel steps off the bottom half. Sheree growled in rage, breathing heavily as she scowled viciously at Victoria, who was staring at Sheree in shock. "L-look at that ruthless look in the eyes of Sheree! I-It's like I'm looking at a completely different person!"
"They picked the wrong girl to mess with!" Jenna growled, a small scowl on her face.
Victoria could only scowl in rage as she found herself pinned to the spot by the sharp, rage-filled eyes of Sheree Louise.
Sheree slowly turned away from Victoria to stare down at Beth who was shaking her head, rising to her hands and knees, crawling towards the corner of the barricade. Sheree's scowl deepened as she watched the Glamazon grab ahold of the barricade, using it to pull herself up.
Victoria looked between Beth and Sheree with wide eyes, sensing something bad about to happen.
"Uh-oh... I don't like that look on Sheree's face!" JR commented as Sheree slowly stalked towards Beth with a predatory snarl.
Beth turned around right into a teeth-shattering superkick that sent her flying over the barricade, the crowd letting out a loud audible 'OHHH!' out of shock as Beth laid motionless at their feet. "GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY! SHE KICKED HER HEAD OFF!"
"H-Holy crap! Beth went sailing over the barricade!" King exclaimed as Sheree glared down at the unconscious woman. "W-Where is this coming from?!"
"Everyone has a mean streak King!" Jenna growled. "The most dangerous ones are the ones that know how to hide it!"
"That's what you get!" Sheree snarled before turning away from the unconscious blonde woman, levelling Victoria with a sharp, ferocious glare.
"Sheree! Sheree! Sheree!"
Victoria looked around the arena with a scowl before glaring back at her adversary.
"I-If looks could kill!" King stuttered, gulping at the rage on both women's faces. "Those two are gonna kill each other aren't they?"
"You can feel the tension in the air!" JR exclaimed as the two women stared each other down. "I think business is about to pick up!"
"Ya damn right it is!" Jenna added.
Sheree violently shrugged off her leather jacket, revealing her black 'Headstrong' themed crop top, throwing the jacket roughly to the floor before storming the ring.
"IT'S ON!" JR exclaimed as Sheree slid into the ring and tackled Victoria to the canvas, the act receiving an excited roar from the crowd as the Bostonian rained down rage-filled punches at Victoria's face. "We've got ourselves a fight in Austin!"
"Get her Sheree!" Jenna cheered as Sheree ferociously fired away at Victoria. "Kick her ass!"
The two women rolled around the ring, throwing relentless wild fists at each other as the fans continued to cheer.
"They're gonna tear each other apart if this keeps up!" King exclaimed as Victoria momentarily got the advantage, rolling Sheree onto her back and banging her head against the canvas repeatedly, whilst wrapping her hands tightly around the younger woman's neck, choking her, before Sheree rolled Victoria over onto her back and retaliated with vicious, brutal punches. "They're really going for it JR! They're gonna kill each other!"
"The animosity between these two women is at an all time high!" JR cried out as Sheree and Victoria continued to brawl all over the ring, ignoring the large cheers from the audience, expressions of hate and anger on their faces. "I've witnessed the rivalry between Lita and Trish Stratus! But I've never seen two women hate each other this much, this quickly!"
The fans suddenly booed and jeered as officials poured out of the minitron, running down the ring to separate the two women. "Here comes the officials!"
"Thank god!" King exclaimed as they charged the ring and pulled the rage-filled women apart. "These two would have been at it all day if someone didn't stop em!"
The officials restrained both women, forcing them into opposite corners of the ring and swarming around them to make it difficult for them to escape.
"YOU LIL BITCH! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Victoria roared from the other side of the ring, glowering darkly at Sheree as she struggled to break through the officials that kept her at bay.
"JUST FREAKIN' TRY IT!" Sheree snapped back as the audience chanted 'Let them fight! Let them fight! Let them fight!'
"I don't think there's enough officials to keep them away from each other!" JR noted.
"I agree! I don't think anyone can stop these ladies from fighting! Not if they hate each other this much!" King added as the chanting got even louder. "These people wanna see it too!"
"Victoria started this!" Jenna growled. "She should have just left Sheree alone! She should have just walked the other way when she had the chan-"
Jenna was cut off by the two women blasting through the officials, rushing at each other to thunderous excited pops from the crowd.
"Here we go again!" King exclaimed as Sheree ducked under a straight right that was aimed at her face, before kicking Victoria in the gut. The fans screamed out as Sheree wasted no time in wrapping her right arm around the short haired woman's head. "Hey! W-wait a minute!"
"Oh lord!" JR exclaimed, the Frank Erwin Center erupting as Sheree hit Victoria with the Snapshot, planting the women's face into the canvas. "The Snapshot! My god! Sheree just hit the Snapshot on Victoria!"
"She laid her out! Victoria's out!" King exclaimed in shock as Sheree shot back up onto her feet and released a primal roar to a loud reaction from the Texas crowd.
"That's what she gets!" Jenna snapped as Sheree scowled down at Victoria's prone form, "Headstrong" playing throughout the arena to a large reaction.
Sheree leaned forward, staring down at Victoria through blazing angry blue eyes that narrowed in seething rage, ignoring the officials as they demanded her to step away from the out cold veteran.
"You chose the wrong woman..." Sheree whispered harshly, loud enough that only Victoria could hear her. "... You will rue the day you thought it was smart to mess with me!"
With that Sheree leaned back to a vertical base, holding her arms out and hyping up the crowd, stepping away from Victoria, letting the officials check on the knocked out woman and Beth Phoenix, who was still out cold outside the barricade.
"If Sheree can hit that Snapshot this Sunday..." JR started as Sheree climbed up onto the corner ropes, holding her arms out to a rousing reaction. "... I think that Victoria may find herself regretting ever picking a fight with this woman! Cuz it is clear, at least to me, that all is not as it seems when it comes to Sheree Louise!"
"Yeah... I must say I'm surprised," King added as Sheree looked back at Victoria with a glare, watching as the officials helped the woman out of the ring. Sheree turned away from the woman, continuing to celebrate with the crowd. "I didn't expect to see that level of ruthlessness coming. Not from Sheree!"
"Every person has something that sets em' off," Jenna added as Sheree stepped off the ropes, a smirk starting to stretch across her face. "Even the most shy and most quiet of individuals can lose it sometimes."
. . . .
William Regal stood in his office, Mr. McMahon nowhere to be seen. He glared at the TV with his arms crossed, watching as Sheree climbed up onto the turnbuckles nearest to the announce table, holding her arms out with that same eerily familiar smirk to another great reaction.
"What in the bloody hell is going on with these women?" he questioned out loud. The General Manager of Raw had been wondering about this for quite awhile. The Divas Division has gotten more and more ruthless in recent weeks and he, as well as some of the male wrestlers, were starting to notice. There was this sudden shift in the division, that was normally not as active, and it was starting to worry him.
The division slowly calmed down after Lita and Trish left. There was a few bright spots of course. Having Tara Stone and the female remnants of Evolution as well as Jessie Lauren, along with a plethora of underrated talent that only a hardcore fan would notice, would do that, but it was never... this intense.
"I'm going to have to keep an eye on them..." Regal mumbled as he walked away from the TV and towards the door of his office, deciding that he was going to watch the Divas Division very, very closely from now on.
The General Manager of Monday Night Raw opened the door, before looking back at the TV, narrowing his eyes in suspicion as Sheree left the ring, that smirk - It was really bugging him - still on her face. The man simply shook his head, leaving the room.
"... And why does that woman look so bloody familiar?!"
'Goodbye, and Goodnight'