HELLO READERS! Now, I know you were all probably expecting the last chapter of Dragon Ball Legacy, but after last weekend I felt a bit... inspired. So in celebration of Bianca Belair and Sasha Banks main eventing WrestleMania and taking over the ENTIRE weekend. I've decided that a DOUBLE GOLD DASH CHAPTER - See what I did there lol - is in order!
TWO CHAPTERS! AND WE ON THE ROAD TO WRESTLEMANIA 24! LETS GO!
Chapter 23: Dragged Back Down to Hell
"I'm so happy to see you back big guy," Sheree said with a grin. The young woman was now wearing a WrestleMania 24th edition hoodie that had just been released. Along with that, she was also wearing faded jeans and a pair of converse sneakers.
The brunette Bostonian was in the canteen where most of the roster was watching the Pay-Per-View. Right now Randy Orton was defending the WWE Title against John Cena, but suspiciously, Kerry was nowhere to be seen. Something the commentators made sure to mention. "But man... did you come back with a bang holy hell! Your first night back and you get your nose broken by Floyd freakin' Mayweather!"
Paul Wright, aka the Big Show, chuckled. His nose looked a right mess, but he seemed pretty chill about it all things considered. "It's not every day you get one of the greatest fighters in recent memory to break your nose."
"Wait... get?" Sheree raised an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you told him to break your nose!"
The seven foot tall man shrugged, smirking as Sheree's blue eyes widened in shock. "It got people talking didn't it? Now they're invested."
Sheree laughed. "You crazy bastard!"
Paul chuckled. "I don't wanna hear that from you Ms. Huxley!"
Sheree suddenly froze, a faint look of fear on her face. "How did you find out about that?"
Paul rubbed the back of his bald head nervously. "Someone might have let that one slip..."
"Oh yeah?" Sheree said, looking around the room with a slightly irritated glare. "They tell me to trust them one minute, and then they're shooting off at the mouth..."
"Don't worry about it girl," Paul replied with a reassuring grin. "I won't say anything."
Sheree smiled at the tall man gratefully. "I know but-"
"Seriously don't worry about it!"
Sheree's eyes widened in surprise as Kerry appeared out of nowhere, wrapping her arm around the Bostonian's shoulder with a large grin on her face. "We all like you enough that we won't talk unless you want us to! Our lips are sealed!"
"Where have you been?!" Sheree exclaimed, raising an eyebrow at the get up the short-haired blonde was wearing.
The blonde New Yorker was wearing a studded black leather jacket, and a strapless black crop top, exposing her toned abdomen. She wore dark leather pants that was tucked into a pair of black boots. To finish off the look, black tape was wrapped around her fists and her lips were painted with black lipstick. "And what's with the sexy get up?"
Kerry released Sheree to admire herself, a saucy little smirk on her face. "You like it? I look yummy don't I?"
Paul snorted at the woman's choice of words, whilst Sheree groaned, a faint blush dusting her cheeks, oblivious to Kerry looking further off into the dining room, glaring at Maria who was staring a hole through Sheree. She stared the redhead down hard enough to make her uncomfortable and turn away.
"You didn't have to say it like that?!" the Boston brunette whined.
"You look ready for a fight," Paul noted with narrowed eyes. "What are you up to?"
At this Kerry gave the pair a sly smirk and walked off towards the exit without a word.
"Hey!" Sheree called out. "Kerry!"
Kerry just waved at them, not once looking back as she left the room.
Sheree exchanged a confused look with Paul, who just shrugged, amused by Kerry's silence.
. . . .
A little while later...
Sheree sat next to the Big Show, watching with immense excitement and concentration as No Way Out's Main Event raged on.
They were still in the catering area, watching the RAW Elimination Chamber match on one of the various monitors stationed inside the room.
Jeff Hardy was the only man still left in the pod, watching as JBL, Triple H, Umaga, Shawn Michaels and Chris Jericho battled each other inside the demonic structure. JBL was the first to be eliminated after taking a Codebreaker from Jericho, which didn't sit well with him at all, grabbing two chairs and storming back into the chamber, ignoring the panicked officials, the audience rising to their feet in anticipation.
"Oh man!" Sheree winced as she watched JBL blast Jericho in the face with a vicious chair shot, the crowd releasing a loud 'Ohhh!' at the impact.
"Oh my god..." Jenna's voice cut through the monitor. You could hear the cringe in her voice at the brutal shot, then cringed again as JBL turned and hit Shawn Michaels in the face with the steel weapon, the Las Vegas crowd releasing another loud 'Ohhh!' at the sight. "Oh my god!"
"Those chair shots ain't pretty," Melina said, wincing as she sat next to Sheree, watching as Umaga stood in JBL's way, staring each other down. "Damn..."
"OH!" JR and Jenna cried out through the screen as JBL, seemingly backing off and away from the Samoan Bulldozer, struck the large beast of a man down with a massive chair shot to the skull, the fans releasing a huge 'OHHH!' at the sight.
"Damn!" Paul exclaimed, wincing, his large frame towering over the two women.
"He really went for it on that one," Sheree commented.
"Wait what's happening?" Melina suddenly exclaimed, on high alert as the large crowd suddenly began to explode with shock and excitement. "What's happening?!"
JBL glared down at Umaga's form, a slender figure shooting past the officials and scrambling into the chamber before they could properly stop what was about to happen.
"WHAT THE?! WAIT A MINUTE?!" JR yelled out, the fans going crazy. "WAIT A GOSH-DARN MINUTE!"
"YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDIN' ME!" King cried out.
From inside the pod, Jeff Hardy watched with wide eyes as JBL threw the chair down, and turned right into a superkick to a thunderous screaming reaction, the kick blasting the tall man off his feet.
"OH MY GOD!" Jenna screamed out, wide eyed.
The large crowd went ballistic as Jessie Lauren stood over JBL's dazed form, a huge wide smile on her face as she stared down at the man, adrenaline pumping through her veins.
The young woman was wearing a sleeveless tank top version of Shawn's shirt, and skinny light faded jeans which was tucked into a pair of calf-high combat boots.
"JESSIE LAUREN!" JR exclaimed. "JESSIE LAUREN IS INSIDE THE ELIMINATION CHAMBER! MY GOD!"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!" King snapped. "DID YOU NOT LEARN ANYTHING FROM THE LAST TIME YOU PULLED THIS STUNT?!"
"JBL warned the DX girls! He told them that if they stepped inside the chamber, he'd make them regret it!" JR said. Jessie backed up, smirking down at JBL, watching as the man rolled out of the ring, dragging his body out of the chamber.
"Yeah well he's doing a bad job!" Jenna retorted with amusement. "Cuz Jessie just laid his ass out with Sweet Chin Music!"
"JBL, the proverbial sore loser, and Jessie made him pay for it!" JR commented.
Jessie turned and knelt by Shawn, who was leaning against the bottom turnbuckle, the young woman freezing with horror at the amount of blood covering her mentor's face.
"Oh my god! Shawn your face!" she exclaimed in horror.
"Is it that bad?" he muttered, his words slightly slurred, worrying the woman immensely.
"Real bad! You're slurring your words!"
"You should go," he grumbled, cringing in pain. "I don't want a repeat of last time."
"Hell no!" Jessie snapped, defiant. "I ain't leaving you like this?! And I still have a job to do!"
Shawn chuckled. "So stubborn..."
Back in the canteen, Paul sighed, pinching his nose. "How did she convince Vince to let her in there?!"
"I mean... they did kinda hint at it," Sheree replied. "They can't hint at it, and then NOT do it."
"I know, but after the first time they did this, Vince was pretty adamant on not letting them inside the chamber," Paul commented.
"Do you think Charlotte will show up too?" Melina asked with anticipation.
"Definitely," Sheree replied with a smirk, watching as the final countdown started, making the fans cheer with anticipation, waiting for Jeff Hardy's pod to open. "No way she's gonna let Jessie have all the fun!"
"What a huge advantage this will be for Jeff Hardy! Everyone's down!" King exclaimed as back in the arena, the buzzer sounded throughout the building, making the large crowd explode into a screaming pop as Jeff's pod finally opened.
"Except Umaga," Jenna commented as the large man slowly got back up onto his feet, still dazed as Jeff Hardy rushed into the ring to excited screams.
"The leading vote on our WWE mobile vote!" JR said as Jeff flew into Umaga with a flying forearm, not quite getting the large man off his feet, but rocking him immensely. "Couldn't come in at a more opportune time!"
The Charismatic Enigma ran back, launching of the ropes to blast Umaga with another flying forearm, sending him stumbling back. He lifted his leg, allowing Umaga to catch it, and spun through, sending Umaga stumbling into the corner with a mule kick. "One would have to assume, with all the damage these men have- whoa..."
The fans cheered in excitement as Jeff instantly sprang up onto his feet, only to find himself face-to-face with Jessie.
"Oh no..." Jenna gulped.
"I forgot she was still in there?!" King groaned, face-palming.
"Get outta here!" Jeff demanded.
"Hell no!"
"I don't wanna hurt you! Leave Jessie!" the Enigma warned.
Jessie poked the inside of her cheek with her tongue in annoyance at that. "Don't wanna hurt me huh?"
Hardy suddenly found himself catching the brash woman's foot, his eyes wide with surprise, the fans crying out.
"Oh boy!" Jenna exclaimed.
"Did she just try to superkick him?!" King cried out.
"Jessie tried to hit Sweet Chin Music on Jeff Hardy!" JR added as Hardy glared at Jessie, who smiled nervously whilst hopping on her one leg. "But it looks like she's fresh outta luck!"
Jeff spun Jessie's foot away and kicked her in the abdomen, sending the Las Vegas crowd into a frenzy as he wrapped his arm around the panicking woman's head. "My god!"
"WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!" Jenna exclaimed.
"Don't you dare!" King growled. Jeff released a yell as Jessie screamed for Shawn's help. Unfortunately he was still a little out of it. "DON'T YOU DARE!"
The fans exploded as Hardy twisted around Jessie, planting the woman face first into the canvas with a Twist of Fate!
"TWIST OF FATE!" JR exclaimed, the fans going wild. "A TWIST OF FATE ON JESSIE!"
"THIS IS THE SECOND TIME HE'S DONE THIS TO ONE OF OUR DIVAS!" King raged. "Damn you Jeff Hardy! Damn you!"
"Man... she took that like a champ!" Sheree praised, wincing as Hardy destroyed an out of it Shawn Michaels with an elevated dropkick in the corner.
"It's Jessie. That's her thing," Paul complimented with a chuckle, as said woman rolled out onto the steel flooring and out of the way while the men continued to fight.
"Is Jessie still inside the chamber?"
The little group looked to the right to see Orton walking towards them, his eyes trained on the screen.
"Yep!" Sheree answered.
"Crazy," the reigning WWE Champion replied with a shake of his head. "I thought this was a one and done stunt. Didn't think Vince would ever let her do that again."
"Looks like he changed his mind," Paul said.
"Have any of you seen Kerry by any chance?" Randy asked, his eyes glued to the screen, wincing as Jeff took out Umaga with a flying dropkick into the corner, using Chris Jericho as an unwilling launchpad.
"We saw her earlier, but that was the one time we saw her," Sheree replied.
Orton hummed in deep thought as the main event match continued on the large monitors.
"Is she not in the gorilla?" Melina asked, getting a shake of the head from Orton.
"Oh boy..." Paul Wright chuckled as Umaga had a bloody Jericho sat against one of the pods, sizing him up with an ugly glare as a loud chant of 'Hardy! Hardy! Hardy!' was heard throughout the arena.
"Uh-oh..." King gulped, his voice quivering through the screen. "What's Umaga gonna do here?"
Umaga released a monstrous yell, before charging at a defenceless Jericho, the fans crying out in horror. "LOOK OUT!"
"Oh my gosh!" Jenna exclaimed as Umaga bulldozed through Jericho, the Las Vegas crowd releasing a loud 'Ohhh!' as Umaga put himself and Jericho through the glass of the pod.
"I don't believe this!" JR cried out in shock, the crowd going wild.
"Dammmn," Randy commented shaking his head, as the crowd chanted 'Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!'
"Man... Chris is always getting his ass put through the pods," Sheree chuckled in amusement. "It's like his thing now!"
"It totally is his thing!" Melina laughed along with the Bostonian.
"A superheavyweight Umaga, sending Jericho right through the pod," JR commentated as Umaga, having brought an out of it Jericho back into the ring, yelled out, preparing to jam his large thumb into the throat of Jericho.
"OH!" Jenna exclaimed, the large crowd releasing a huge 'Ohhh!' as Shawn Michaels stunned Umaga in the face with a superkick. "Sweet Chin Music!"
The kick rocked the powerhouse Samoan, releasing Jericho and allowing Y2J to hit a desperate Codebreaker, stunning Umaga off his knees, the fans reacting with excitement as Umaga somehow managed to stay standing. "Codebreaker!"
"The Codebreaker!" JR commentated. The crowd broke out into a massive reaction, rising to their feet as Triple H kicked Umaga in the gut, hooking his arms.
"And a Pedigree to boot?! Are we gonna see this!" King exclaimed. The Las Vegas crowd roared out when the Game jumped, planting the Samoan face-first into the mat with a Pedigree. "Yes!"
"Umaga- Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"
"Look at Jeff Hardy!" King shrieked.
If it was possible the crowd increased in volume, screaming with anticipation as Jeff Hardy climbed up onto the turnbuckle, and to their further astonishment, began to climb up the pod.
"You've gotta be kidding me!" Jenna cried out as Hardy stood on top of the pod he previously occupied, looking down at the bodies below as the fans continued to cry out in shock, some begging him to get down.
Back in the canteen, Paul shook his head with a chuckle. "This crazy bastard!"
"Kerry's gonna love chewing him out for this one," Randy chuckled.
"Ehh… it ain't as bad as what he did last month," Melina replied with a shrug, making Randy groan.
"Please don't remind me..."
"He can barely stand on it..." Sheree noted, narrowing her eyes at the way Jeff had to bend over due to the low roof of the chamber.
"The day they finally do something about that goddamn roof, I may just kiss the floor," Randy commented with a chuckle.
"Get down from there!" King yelped as Hardy gripped the roof of the cage, the fans screaming as the reckless daredevil moved towards the edge of the pod, staring down at Umaga.
"My god! How high up is he?!" JR exclaimed.
"He's on top of the pod!" Jenna cried out, her blue eyes nearly bulging as Hardy took the daring leap of faith and launched himself off the pod to an explosive reaction. "NO!"
"OH LORD!" JR exclaimed, the fans screaming as Jeff crashed down back-first into Umaga, taking himself out in the process. "WHAT A SWANTON BOMB!"
"He took himself out!" Jenna added with shock.
"Look Jericho!" King suddenly exclaimed as Jericho crawled into the cover, blood pouring down his face from when JBL hit him in the skull with the steel chair. "COVER! COVER! COVER!"
1...
2...
3!
"HE GOT EM! UMAGA'S GONE!"
The crowd cheered at this, watching as Jericho pulled himself up onto his feet, and then erupted into an excited uproar as Y2J walked right into a superkick to the face. "OH!"
"SWEET CHIN MUSIC! JESSIE JUST HIT CHRIS JERICHO WITH SWEET CHIN MUSIC!" JR cried out in shock, Jericho falling back, completely stunned.
"Again?!" King exclaimed as Jessie stumbled near her mentor, who was starting to get his bearings back, the Nashville-native still feeling the effects of the Twist of Fate.
"Oh my gosh!" Jenna added as Jeff crawled towards the knocked out Jericho, pinning him. "Jessie just..."
1...
2...
3!
"Jessie just helped eliminate Y2J!"
"She just couldn't help but get a hit in on Jericho!" King chuckled in amusement.
"Jericho eliminated, no thanks to Jessie!" JR commented, Jessie watching Jericho roll out of the chamber with a smirk.
"He ain't gonna be happy about that," King said.
"Jessie continuing to manipulate the odds in Shawn Michaels favour," JR noted. "And I don't think he has a problem with it."
"All of a sudden we are down to three," King added, chuckling as Hardy and Shawn shakily made it back to their feet. "Or four if you count Jessie."
"Wait a minute!" Jenna cried out as Hardy kicked Shawn in the gut, releasing a loud yell, signalling for another Twist of Fate, the fans cheering in response.
The Charismatic Enigma twisted around Shawn's head, planting him face first into the canvas with the Twist of Fate to a loud, 'Ohhh!' from the crowd.
"Twist of fate!" JR exclaimed, as the Enigma slowly rose back up onto his feet, HBK rolling out of harms way. "Hardy hit the Twist- OHHH!"
The large crowd released an 'OHHH!' and booed as Jessie blasted Jeff Hardy off his feet with another superkick. "Jessie with another Sweet Chin Music!"
"She is relentless!" King exclaimed as Jessie heaved in anger.
She turned and noticed Hunter rising to his feet, glaring at his partner in crime.
"And she's turned her sights on Triple H," Jenna noted as the Nashville brunette rushed the Game. The fans cried out, and Jessie screamed as she found herself caught and lifted in Hunter's strong arms. "OH MY GOD!"
The fans unleashed a loud 'OOOH!' as Jessie Lauren was brought back down to earth with a vicious spinebuster.
"Spinebuster!" JR cried out, Jessie squirming in agony, her back racking in pain, arching off the canvas.
"Sorry... but you were in the way," Hunter whispered to the woman before rising to his feet.
"Good grief!" King exclaimed. "Triple H just destroyed one of his best friends! What a spinebuster!"
"That's what happens when you get involved in a match like this," Jenna said as the Cerebral Assassin grabbed and pulled Jeff Hardy up onto his feet. "She knew what she was getting into."
Triple H launched Hardy over the ropes opposite the announce tables, the fans wincing as the Enigma hit the steel flooring hard.
"The Game disposing of Jeff Hardy," JR noted. The crowd exclaimed with shock as Hunter then kicked a rising Shawn Michaels in the gut. "Wait a minute!"
"Oh my gosh!" Jenna exclaimed as Triple H hooked Shawn's arms, the fans crying out at the sight, releasing a loud 'OHHH!' as he quickly planted his best friend face-first into the canvas with a Pedigree.
"PEDIGREE! Triple H just Pedigreed Shawn Michaels!" JR cried out as the Game went to cover his best friend.
One!
Two!
Three!
"Whoa!" Jenna exclaimed as Triple H sat up, panting in exhaustion, the crowd reacting with shock as Jessie and Shawn Michaels rolled out of the chamber.
"And the Game, we said it was every man for himself," JR said as the Royal Rumble runner-up rose to his feet and stared down Jeff Hardy, who was sat against the chamber wall, staring right back at him, the Las Vegas crowd going crazy upon realizing that they were the only two left. "Two men that have great respect for each other and in the spirit of competition, the Game has eliminated Shawn Michaels!"
Triple H stared a hole through a defiant Jeff Hardy as chants of 'Hardy! Hardy! Hardy!' resounded throughout the arena. "We are down to two."
"Welp… I guess that prediction was right," Randy commented with a chuckle as he watched the two remaining men battle it out for the right to face him for his championship at WrestleMania.
"What prediction?" Sheree asked, wincing as Triple H sent Hardy flying over the ring ropes and crashing hard onto the unforgiving steel flooring.
"That Triple H was gonna win the whole thing and beat my ass at WrestleMania," the tall WWE Champion replied, pure amusement in his voice.
Paul laughed at that. "I can see that!"
"I don't know- oh god!" Melina winced at the sight of Jeff hitting a DDT, driving the King of Kings skull into the steel floor of the chamber. "Jeff might just win."
"Ehh... he's the Intercontinental Champion and..." A smirk tugged on Randy's lips as the next few words flew out of his mouth. "Randy Orton has nothing to proof to Jeff Hardy."
The 7ft Paul Wright snorted. "Ouch! Harsh Randy!"
"He's gotta point though," Sheree said, wincing as Jeff repeatedly smashed Triple H face-first into the biting cold chain-link of the Elimination Chamber, the fans reacting to the sickening impact, to the point that Triple H began to bleed profusely. "Did... did Paul, Chris and Shawn blade tonight?"
"Probably," Randy replied with a shrug as Triple H fell back into the ring.
"Look at this aggression from Jeff Hardy," King commentated as the Enigma chased after Triple H, re-entering the ring and violently stomping on the back of the Game.
"He's gonna need this aggression if he hopes to defeat an 11-Time World Champion," Jenna added. Hunter rolled out onto the steel floor, attempting to pull himself up, only for the Charismatic Enigma to follow Triple H and kick him back down.
"And look what's at stake for both men. The chance to meet Randy Orton for the WWE Title, in the Main Event at WrestleMania 24," JR reminded everybody as Jeff Hardy walked towards the far corner and began to climb up it as Triple H slowly rose back up onto his feet, the fans watching with anticipation as Hardy used the chamber pod to steady himself.
"Oh my..." Jenna gulped. Hardy leaped off the turnbuckle, right into the waiting boot of Triple H, that planted itself deep into the Charismatic Enigma's gut. "Oh!"
"Hardy taking a huge chance!" JR cried out.
"Oh no!" King exclaimed as Triple H immediately hooked Jeff Hardy's arms for the Pedigree, the fans reacting with worry as the Cerebral Assassin prepared to Pedigree Hardy into the steel. "Not on there!"
To the fans immense relief, Hardy rose up to a vertical base, sending Triple H flying over him and plummeting into the ring, hard. "Whoa!"
"Pedigree on the steel floor was countered!" JR cried out.
"What a nasty landing! My gosh!" Jenna added, the crowd screaming as Hardy ripped off his shirt, throwing it into the chain-link wall.
"Is this the legend thriller's night?!" JR exclaimed as Jeff quickly scaled the corner opposite the timekeeper's area, perching himself atop the ropes. "Is this Jeff Hardy's time?!"
"Here it comes!" Jenna yelled out. The crowd screamed in excitement as Hardy leaped off the ropes for the Swanton Bomb, only to find nothing but canvas as the King of Kings had rolled out of the way, the large crowd groaning in response. "Oh no!"
"Man..." King winced.
"The Swanton, that was so good to Hardy earlier," JR said as both men gingerly rose to their feet, with Hardy heavily favouring his back. "No good this time."
"Oh no..." Jenna groaned as Triple H pulled Hardy in, hooking his arms to a mixture of jeers and cheers, all rising to their feet. "Pedigree! PEDIGREE!"
"Pedigree!" JR exclaimed as Triple H quickly and successfully hit his finisher, planting Jeff Hardy face-first into the mat. "The Pedigree!"
The King of King's tiredly hooked the far leg, going for the cover as a mixture of jeers and cheers resounded throughout the arena.
ONE!
"By the Game!"
TWO!
"A hook of the leg!"
THRE-
Triple H's eyes went wide as Hardy powered out a minute before the final three count, the fans erupting into a huge pop at the sight. "OH MY GOD!"
"WHAT?!" Jenna yelled out.
"AH!" King shrieked.
"AW JEFF HARDY!" JR cried out as a bloody Triple H stared at the referee in shock, the Las Vegas crowd going wild.
"He... he kicked out!" King exclaimed, shocked.
"Can you believe it?!" JR added.
"The Game can't believe it, I'll tell you that much," King said in amusement as Triple H rolled onto his knees, glaring at Jeff Hardy as a huge chant of 'HARDY! HARDY! HARDY!' erupted throughout the arena.
"That was a close count," JR said. "But Jeff Hardy kicked out. This match continues! Aw man!"
The crowd suddenly exploded into a huge polarizing reaction as a smug, sly smile stretched across Triple H's face. "What- wait a minute!"
Freya stormed out onto the stage and down the ramp, wearing a Motorhead muscle top, with skinny black jeans and a pair of ankle-high heeled boots, her fists wrapped in black tape and Triple H's trusty sledgehammer in hand. "You've gotta be kidding me!"
"Freya's out here now?!" King exclaimed as the officials tried to warn Freya off.
"Get out of my way!" Freya snapped, threatening the referees away with the foreign object in her hand.
"I don't know about this?!" Jenna cried out as Triple H called out for Freya to open the door quickly, watching with haste as the woman quickly ran up the steel steps.
"Thank god the cage door's locked," King groaned with relief. The fans seemed to cheer as Freya pulled out a key from her jeans pocket, smirking at the fans cheers. No matter how much they wanted Jeff to win, and even if they didn't like Freya trying to help Triple H win, they could admire her smarts. "Ah! I spoke too soon!"
"Freya has spare keys to the chamber!" JR exclaimed. "The cunning of this woman!"
"How did she get her hands on that?!" Jenna cried out in shock as Freya started to unlock the lock to open the cage door.
"This is bad," King said. "If Triple H gets his hands on that sledgehammer then..."
The Las Vegas crowd suddenly began to shout out to Freya, and Triple H's eyes widened in horror.
"FREYA BEHIND YOU!"
Freya turned around and found herself being shoved violently into the chamber door, the crowd wincing at the sight. "Oh my god!"
The back of the black-haired woman's head slammed against the steel violently, the sledgehammer and the keys falling out of Freya's hands as she favoured the back of her head in agony, thoroughly dazed and her vision unfocused.
She could hear Triple H shouting her name, telling her to run. She could hear the fans booing intensely... something they weren't doing half as much when she showed up. But most importantly, was the blurred figure of her attacker, who had leaned closer, seemingly taking a moment to admire their work.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" JR raged, the fans still voicing their anger.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Jenna exclaimed, shocked and enraged. "YOU HAVE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!"
Freya's vision re-focused, a small gasp escaping past her lips at the sight before her. Despite her shock, her hazel-grey eyes darkened in fury.
"You..."
A large slasher smile accompanied the black-coloured lips of her attacker.
"You don't seem surprised to see me... could it be that you saw this coming?"
If it was possible the wide, crazed smile on the blonde's face got terrifyingly wider as Freya glared at her in shock and anger.
"My god! It's Kerry!" JR cried out, the crowd going wild as the two women stared each other down. "Kerry just... where did she come from?!"
"Oh no..." Jenna gulped eyes wide.
"What is she doing out here?!" King exclaimed. Kerry violently grabbed her former mentor by the hair, and viciously bashed the back of her head against the cold unforgiving chamber door, the Thomas and Mack arena releasing a loud 'OHHH!' as the demented blonde proceeded to do this repeatedly. "Oh my gosh!"
"Kerry is assaulting Freya! What in the world is this?!" JR cried out.
"Did... did Orton send her out here to deal with Freya?!" Jenna wondered as the officials tried to pull her away, but the woman shrugged them off, grabbing fists full of Freya's long dark locks and pulling the woman back up onto her feet. "Is this why she was nowhere to be seen during the WWE Championship match?!"
Kerry viciously bashed the back of Freya's skull against the steel, making the Queen of Queens groan as the evil vixen pinned her against the chamber door.
"Did you think this was over?" Kerry questioned, smiling widely in the woman's face. "DID YOU THINK I WAS DONE WITH YOU?!"
"S-she's lost her mind!" King exclaimed as Kerry again, slammed the back of Freya's skull against the chamber door, the fans in attendance visibly wincing as Kerry finally released the woman and stepped off the steel steps, allowing Freya to collapse onto the stairs, her back scraping against the steel.
Kerry laughed diabolically, holding her arms out wide with the entire Las Vegas crowd viciously booing in response, finding her actions more despicable than Freya trying to help Triple H, who found himself helpless as he watched his protégé get brutalized by Kerry.
"This wicked, evil demon!" JR raged.
"Maybe... maybe Melina was right..." Jenna said as Kerry absorbed the hate with a satisfied smile. "Kerry really was waiting for the right moment to strike!"
"And her first victim is none other than her former Evolution stablemate," King said. "Her former teacher. A woman who taught her everything!"
Kerry paused as something caught her attention. She stepped forward, ignoring the officials as they begged her to leave and stood before the source of her interest.
"Oh no..." The fans went into overdrive, alarm bells ringing as Kerry bent down and picked up the sledgehammer that Freya had dropped.
"This just took a dangerous turn!" King exclaimed.
"Kerry with that sledgehammer!" JR added. "She knows that sledgehammer very well!"
"No!" Triple H yelled. "Stop this Kerry! Don't hurt her!"
Kerry ignored him, turning away from the man, seemingly in a trance as she stared up at the steel head of the hammer.
"You can hear Triple H begging and pleading. Kerry's appearance has effectively halted this match to a standstill!" JR cried out.
"I don't think she can hear anything or anyone right now! She's entranced!" Jenna added. Kerry smiled wickedly as she wrapped her fist around the blunt edge of the sledgehammer, and turned on a defenceless Freya. "OH MY GOD NO!"
"NO!" Triple H yelled, his eyes wide with horror, the fans screaming out in terror.
"NO!" JR exclaimed, the fans crying out as Kerry violently bludgeoned Freya in the face with the sledgehammer, the horrified audience releasing a huge 'OOH!' as the back of Freya's head recoiled of the chamber door with a sickening crack. Seemingly unconscious, her body went limp and she slumped to the left, falling off the steel steps. "GOOD GOD!"
"My god..." King muttered absolutely horrified.
Kerry smiled viciously, letting the sledgehammer fall from her fingertips as she was bombarded with angry boos. "I- I can't believe what I've just seen."
"Freya is motionless!" Jenna exclaimed as the Queen of Queens laid on her side, her long curly hair blanketing her face.
"Kerry has just completely destroyed the Queen of Queens!" JR exclaimed as Triple H, thoroughly shaken, slowly rose to his feet using the ropes, rage on his face as he glowered at the smiling visage of Kerry.
"Freya said that the last time these two met, she described it as escaping hell. But the devil has come back for her, and I get the feeling she ain't willing to let her go so easily this time!"
"You bitch!" Triple H spat as Kerry turned her back to the carnage she just unleashed, an evil smirk on her face. "Look at me when I'm talking to you! KERRY!"
The evil smirk on the blonde's face slowly morphed into a blank stare, and she slowly looked back with cold blue eyes, making eye contact with the enraged eyes of the King of Kings.
"Look at the look on Kerry's face..." King whispered.
"There is no remorse in the eyes of that woman," JR said as the New Yorker stared a hole through Triple H, almost completely ignoring the damage she had caused to Freya, who was barely conscious as officials swarmed around her.
"Are you proud of yourself!" Triple H spat, watching in increasing anger as Kerry just tilted her head as she stared at him. "Are you happy? HUH KERRY! LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!"
"Triple H is incensed," Jenna noted as Kerry slowly glanced at where she could see the officials tending to Freya. "Can't blame him. He just watched one of his closest friends, his protégé get bludgeoned in the face with a sledgehammer."
Something clicked in her mind. It was like a switch went off, and Triple H's eyes widened as Kerry pulled out a pocket knife and began to cut through a section of the protective padding on the floor. "Oh no..."
"Wait what is she doing now?!" King cried out, the fans buzzing with a sense of foreboding as Kerry pulled the thinly padded mat back, exposing as much of the floor as she could with a wild look in her eyes that made Triple H freeze.
"The concrete is exposed!" JR exclaimed as the officials tried to calm the blonde down, whilst Triple H was now shouting at her to stop, but the women furiously shoved them away. "Damn it Kerry would you listen to reason! You've done enough! Stop!"
"I don't think she can hear much of anything! Look at the look in her eyes!" Jenna cried out as Kerry reached over the ring steps and grabbed Freya by her long ebony locks, the fans booing intensely as she pulled the near lifeless woman up. "She's turned into a monster!"
Kerry smashed Freya face-first into the steel steps, the fans releasing a loud groan as Freya collapsed over them.
"Gosh!" JR spat as Kerry loomed threateningly over her former mentor, the fans booing the blonde haired woman viciously. "Is this how you want to do things Kerry?! Attacking a woman from behind?! Beating her to near unconsciousness?! And then assaulting her even more when she can't even fight back?!"
"I think you're about to get your answer JR!" King added as Kerry slowly grabbed a fist full of the Queen of Queens' long dark locks and yanked the older woman up, staring coldly into her face. "Kerry is in a killer zone that I don't think I've ever seen her in!"
"Stop..." Freya whispered, her eyes fluttering from behind her eyelids. "Don't do this..."
"It's too late for that your majesty," Kerry murmured coldly, her blue eyes icy. "Now... off with your head!"
An audible gasp shot through the Thomas & Mack Center as Kerry wrapped an arm around Freya's head and pulled her forward along the steps, until her legs was hung on the steps, the fans crying out in horrified urgency as Freya hung lifelessly in Kerry's arms, nothing but solid concrete below them.
"No..." King gasped. "No! Don't do this!"
"My god! Freya is defenceless!" JR cried out as Kerry snapped her head in Triple H's direction, who simply stared at her with wide eyes of horror, his blood running cold at the thousand yard stare on the blonde New Yorker's face, pinning him to the spot. "Her life is literally hanging in the hands of this demon!"
"She's gonna end Freya's career!" Jenna exclaimed in horror.
Triple H shook his head franticly.
"Don't do this! Please! I'm begging you! Don't do this!"
Kerry stared at Triple H through cold blue eyes as the fans around her screamed at her to stop. She had always fantasized about causing enough pain to get the Cerebral Assassin to beg and plead with her to stop. But having heard it coming out of his mouth now, it filled her with nothing but rage.
"There is no coming back from this if you do this!" King cried out desperately. "Don't do this Kerry!"
Kerry's blue eyes strengthened in fury as she glared at Triple H, before falling back.
"NO!"
"OHHHH!"
Triple H closed his eyes, resting his head against the ropes as the crowd voiced their shock and horror at the sight of Kerry spiking Freya's head into the unforgiving concrete.
"Oh my god..." Jenna breathed out, speechless.
Kerry sat up with an emotionless gaze, unfazed as the nearby fans voiced their horror, or spewed their hate for her. She barely registered the slight twang of pain in her back, nor did she acknowledge the officials that swarmed around her and Freya, demanding that the New Yorker leave.
Kerry glanced at Freya, who laid completely motionless beside her as the entire arena levelled the blonde-haired woman with a vocally heated reception of boos.
"Freya is not moving," King noted with horror.
Kerry slowly pulled herself up onto her feet, staring down at Freya's still form, paying no mind to the fury she had just ignited from the crowd.
"That woman is pure evil," JR spat as Kerry slowly backed away, never taking her eyes off Freya as the officials rushed to her aid. "I... I can't believe what I just witnessed."
"How can we concentrate on the rest of this match after all that?!" Jenna questioned as the AMT's ran past the remorseless blonde, rushing to aid Freya.
"Whoa look out!" King exclaimed as Jeff Hardy, taking advantage of a distracted and distraught Triple H, pounced on the King of Kings to a canopy of cheers, but a large section of the crowd were still too stunned by the violence of Kerry to react. "Looks like Jeff Hardy ain't gonna give us a choice!"
"Jeff Hardy taking advantage of a distracted Triple H!" JR added.
"It's safe to say we were all distracted!" Jenna said, still stunned.
Back in the canteen, Sheree and Melina were thoroughly stunned, while Randy and Paul grinned with anticipation.
"I didn't see that coming!" Melina exclaimed. "Is that even allowed?! Is she allowed to do that?!"
"Well... at least we know where she was now," Paul chuckled.
"Oh great!" Randy laughed as Triple H countered a Twist of Fate onto a steel chair, by throwing Hardy onto it and then hitting the Pedigree on said chair, reducing the fans to a screaming pop as the King of Kings, bloody and exhausted, survived and won the Elimination Chamber for the 3rd time in his career, thus earning the right to challenge Randy Orton for the WWE Championship at WrestleMania. "This just keeps getting better and better!"
"Damn... talk about unfinished business!" Paul Wright laughed.
"I like that they used your comment about Kerry biding her time," Sheree commented, smirking at Melina.
"Your sister's a clever little thing for saying that," Melina chuckled. "I can't believe this though! There are three potential Divas matches for WrestleMania this year! We'd be lucky to get two normally but three?!"
"Ehh... there's still a chance that this could get relegated to the go-home show," Randy commented.
"Way to be a party pooper Randy," Sheree retorted, rolling her eyes.
"I'm just being realistic. You never know with Vince. Dray may have formed that new creative team, but he still has to answer to the old man," Orton said, beginning to take his leave, his comments making Sheree frown. "I do hope you all get on the card though. You've earned it."
Sheree smiled at this before looking up at the screen, watching as Triple H left the chamber to check on Freya.
'I agree. We did earn it.'