Hello readers! It's been a few months since I last dropped a chapter huh. WWE are FINALLY back on the road, and I feel like there's an excited buzz in the air ya know! SmackDown was a RIOT! It was great! I think Money in the Bank is gonna be even more awesome! Let's just hope Raw can keep up lol!
Chapter 26: Pandemonium
Monday Night Raw: US Airways Center - Phoenix, Arizona, February 25, 2008 (35 Days, 5 weeks until WrestleMania XXIV)
Sheree chuckled as she sat in the cheap seats of an empty US Airways Center, watching the WrestleMania 24 Press Conference on the WWE website. Melina had just made her entrance, the fans booing her intensely, forcing the woman to heel it up.
The champion was decked out in a full business suit, a smug smirk on her face as she stood on the podium, looking down at the fans and interviewers. Behind her was John Cena, Triple H and WWE Champion Randy Orton, having already said their piece about their match at WrestleMania.
Sheree was wearing a WrestleMania 24 hoodie, jeans, and white Nike sneakers.
The blue-eyed Bostonian watched as Melina began to speak, smiling arrogantly as the fans booed her, shifting the WWE Women's Championship on her shoulder.
"Last year I successfully defended my title in my WrestleMania debut. This year I will walk into WrestleMania as WWE Women's Champion for the second time in a row, and I will walk out of WrestleMania, for the second time in a row as WWE Women's Champion!" Melina said, as confident as ever. She smirked as chants of 'Sheree! Sheree! Sheree!' whispered throughout the room.
"Go ahead. Chant for your new irrevlant favourite," the woman responded calmly, chuckling when the fans booed. "I mean... she's so irrevlant she wasn't even invited to this Press Conference!"
A loud 'Ohhh!' was heard throughout the room as Melina giggled. Behind the woman the three men had varying reactions. Cena shook his head in amusement. Triple H raised his brow, whilst a small smirk slid across Randy Orton's face.
Sheree however outright laughed as she watched the conference on her phone.
"She is so irrelevant she doesn't even deserve the honour of me saying her name," Melina chuckled, making Sheree smile with a shake of her head as the fans reacted to Melina's scathing words, booing the Latin-American.
She's too good at this, Sheree thought with amusement.
"So don't expect a different result from last year, cuz that is quite frankly stupid," Melina scoffed, smirking. "Melina does not lose at WrestleMania!"
The woman laughed into the microphone as she raised her title, the fans booing her as she stepped off the podium.
Sheree shook her head at that promo, before her phone buzzed in her hand, notifying her of the text message she had just received.
Jane Huxley: She ate you alive!
Sheree chuckled. Another text got her attention.
Becks: Good luck tonight lass!
Sheree's blue eyes softened, a smile on her face. The Bostonian brunette rose to her feet, beginning to head back towards the backstage area, wanting to talk to Stephanie McMahon and Dray if she was lucky enough to find him.
Tonight's gonna be fun.
. . . .
Exclusive: Before Raw
"What?!" Sheree blurted out, staring at John Cena with wide eyes. John winced at the clear irritation in her voice. The young brunette was wearing her 'Headstrong' themed crop top with the red lettering on the front, black jeans and black sequin ankle-high heeled boots. Her leather jacket rested on the equipment box she sat on.
"You want me to go out there tonight, and stand there for a testosterone-filled photo op between you, Triple H and Orton... that will probably end in chaos?!"
Sheree shook her head, her shoulder-length brunette hair flying freely. "No. No way!"
"Come on Sheree! Please!" John pleaded.
"No!" Sheree snapped, glaring at him. "You ain't the only one heading into a huge match at WrestleMania! My first WrestleMania in fact! I can't be thinking about anything else right now!"
"I know, I know," John sighed. "But I need you out there. I need someone out there to handle Kerry."
Sheree shook her head as John continued. "Plus... I also kinda need you out there to stop me from doing something stupid."
"No one's ever stopped you before..." Sheree mumbled, sighing and rolling her eyes as John clasped his hands together in a silent plea. "Fine!"
"Thanks Sheree!" John said, sighing with relief and smiling reassuringly at the young woman. "I'll make sure Orton and Hunter don't try anything funny with you."
"Whatever..." Sheree grumbled, not wanting to be involved in this whatsoever, especially when she knew Kerry was going to be present. She would rather stay away from the unstable blonde.
She watched as Cena walked away, groaning in annoyance before pushing herself off the equipment box and grabbing her jacket.
Why do I have a bad feeling about this...
. . . .
Screaming. Loud screaming was all Sheree could hear as she sat on the top turnbuckle in the far left corner. Randy Orton stood in the middle of the ring, the WWE Title resting over his left shoulder. John Cena was to his right, whilst Triple H was to his left, all three men emotionless as they glared at one another.
Kerry stood in the far-right corner, a steely stoic stare in her blue eyes with her arms resting on the ropes as she watched the proceedings, blatantly ignoring the way Triple H briefly glared at her.
The New Yorker was wearing a black-lace crop top and a silver-studded black leather jacket. She also wore black leather pants and knee-length heeled boots. A silver choker could be seen wrapped around her neck.
Behind Triple H, and standing on a small podium near the corner opposite the announce table, was RAW general manager William Regal.
The US Airways Center was packed full of excited fans, with signs everywhere.
"Allow me to introduce to you..." the Englishman spoke through the microphone. "Triple H!"
The smarks in the arena popped for the Game as he stared a hole through his two WrestleMania opponents.
"WWE Champion Randy Orton!" The Arizona crowd booed viciously.
"And John Cena!" A huge screaming pop spread throughout the arena, nearly drowning out the boos that came along with them as Cena threw up his trademark 'Word Life' gesture.
"At WrestleMania 24, these three men will compete in a historic Triple Threat Main Event Match for the WWE Championship," William Regal explained.
"In response to various requests that I have been getting, I arranged for this photo opportunity, so that we can get all three main event competitors captured for prosperity before the big event."
"So gentlemen please." The RAW General Manager gestured towards the three men. "Your public awaits."
Sheree watched with a small hint of amusement as Triple H and John Cena reluctantly approached the current WWE Champion and stood on either side of him, posing for the cameras. Not one smile crossed the three men's faces as the fans screamed and cheered.
"Now," William Regal began as the trio silently moved away from each other. "I've arranged for you gentlemen to all be given a microphone so we can get your comments on what would undoubtedly be one of the most talked about matches in WrestleMania history."
As if on cue, the three men were each given a microphone at William Regal's request.
"Thanks." Immediate boos and cheers resounded throughout the arena at John Cena's one-word response, making Sheree wince slightly, amused by the reaction.
"And I wanna thank the both of you for coming out because, uh..." Cena paused at the polarizing reaction, not making eye contact with any of his opponents, while Sheree smiled faintly at the passionate response he was getting. "Because honestly I've got a problem with one of ya."
"The way I was raised, if you've got a problem with somebody, if you've got something to say, may not be too nice, you ante up, you be a man..."
Cena suddenly turned and got right in Triple H's personal space, making Sheree tense up as Hunter looked up into the stern eyes of John Cena. "And you say it to his face!"
The crowd exploded into a huge reaction as Triple H smirked in Cena's face, while Orton watched on in the background, emotionless.
"Half of me gotta thank you. Because last week like that..." Cena clicked his fingers, maintaining eye contact with the King of Kings. "You could have disqualified me from that match and robbed me of a chance to be in WrestleMania."
Cena's eyes narrowed as Triple H stared at him flatly. "But I can't much say, that I appreciate the Pedigree I received as a congratulations."
Triple H's smirk widened as the fans cheered.
"And I've gotta problem with that."
The King of Kings nodded, amused by John Cena's apparent indignation.
"There is no need to thank me first of all," Hunter replied, a layer of snark in his voice. "I didn't do you any favours. I did what was right."
Triple H stared down the West Newbury native, his tone serious. "I want you in that ring at WrestleMania."
"Now you might not appreciate that Pedigree last week, and a lot of these people didn't appreciate that Pedigree..." A mixed reaction was heard throughout the arena and Triple H smirked as the boos were drowned out by the explosive pop. "No, no... but a lot of them did."
Triple H smirked at the annoyed look on Cena's face as the US Airways Center exploded in agreement.
"And it doesn't matter to me whether you appreciate it or not," the Game added. "You better get use to it pal, because at WrestleMania, you're gonna get the same thing."
The crowd cheered at this, while Cena looked away with a frown, taking in Hunter's comments for a moment, before looking his former rival in the eye.
"You know if my memory serves me correct, I believe there has only been one clash of the titans," Cena commented. "And when that happened, it was you who tapped out."
A mixed reaction broke out in the US Airways Arena as Triple H and John Cena stared each other down, an unamused look crossing the visage of the King of Kings, tilting his head as if to say; Are you really gonna go there?
Sheree gulped, the fans exploding into a pop of anticipation as Triple H silently shrugged off his leather jacket and casual tossed it to the side. Neither Cena nor the King of Kings took their eyes off each other as they let their microphones slip from their fingers and hit the canvas.
"Guys, guys... you can talk all the trash that you want." The large crowd booed viciously as Orton, like a snake slithering into a confrontation between two lions, interrupted the intense stare down, neither Cena nor the Game taking their eyes off each other.
"But one thing is going to remain the same," the WWE Champion vowed, staring the pair down with that poison-eyed stare of his. "I, am still the WWE Champion!"
The Arizona crowd booed even more heatedly at that.
"Now both of you have done your best. You've given me your best shot!" Orton admitted. "Yet still I have around my shoulders, the WWE Title!"
The large crowd booed angrily, a loud chant of 'You suck! You suck! You suck!' being heard throughout the arena as Orton sneered at his two challengers.
"How's that catchphrase go John Cena?" the champion asked mockingly, smirking.
"The champ is HERE!"
Cena frowned intensely, the Arizona fans booing Orton in response, even more heatedly than before as Orton held the title above his head with one hand, glaring at both Cena and Triple H, both the Franchise and the Game refusing to break eye contact with one another. Cena slowly pulled his cap off and threw it back to Sheree, who hanged it on the ring post behind her.
Orton looked between the two with a sneer, pulsing with arrogance. "And there is not a damn thing either of you can do about it!"
Sheree watched as Triple H and Cena mumbled to one another, their voices being drowned out by the roar of the crowd. Her eyes widened, the arena erupting as Triple H suddenly booted Orton in the gut, making the champion drop the microphone and his title with a grunt.
"Oh look out!" Jim Ross exclaimed as both Cena and Triple H punched away at Randy Orton. Kerry rolled her eyes at the sight, seemingly seeing it coming.
"Wait a minute!" Jerry "The King" Lawler cried out, surprised.
"That didn't take long!" Jenna added.
"Triple H and Cena teeing off!" JR cried out.
"WHOA!" King exclaimed as the two men grabbed Orton by the back of his head, promptly tossing him over the ropes and tumbling out of the ring, the fans cheering at this.
"... And doing something about the cocky WWE Champion!" JR finished.
"Uh-oh!" King added as Triple H almost immediately got in Cena's face, the fans cheering in anticipation as the two men stood nose-to-nose, their foreheads pressing against one another.
Sheree couldn't help but face-palm at the intense duo, sighing. Stop me from doing something stupid he says. UGH!
Just as they were about to throw hands, the familiar trumpets of "Paparazzi" blasted throughout the arena, making Sheree snap her head up as a loud outcry of confused intrigued excitement shot through the large audience. The Bostonian's blue eyes were wide as she watched Melina walk out onto the stage with a huge smirk on her face, the women's title held securely around her left shoulder.
"Whoa! Whoa, whoa!" Jenna exclaimed, caught off guard. Triple H frowned, raising a brow as he looked up at the stage. Cena looked at Sheree, stunned and concerned as she had not taken her eyes off Melina since she appeared. "What is this?!"
"I have no idea, but I welcome it!" King added with amusement, the fans seemingly agreeing with him, cheering for the Women's Champion, making her smirk widen. "Look at the dress she's wearing. Melina is drop-dead gorgeous!"
The Latina was wearing a lavish sleeveless red dress that went down to her ankles, with frilled ends and black heels. Her dress was cut in a v-neck, showing off her cleavage.
The black-haired woman posed dramatically, her dress flowing with her movements as she raised her title above her head with one-hand, twirling her hips to the beat of her theme. William Regal stared slack-jawed as the photographers surrounding the ring suddenly rushed up the ramp to take photos of the charismatic woman. "At least we know where the cameramen's priorities lie! I don't blame them either!"
Triple H couldn't help but smirk with amusement at the sight of the rushing photographers. Cena cracked a smile and arched his brow. The only one not smiling was Sheree, who glared at the champion.
Kerry was silent, observing this surprise turn of events with cold interest.
"I don't know why the WWE Women's Champion is out here," JR stated, confused and suspicious. "But it is no coincidence. Especially after Sheree laid her out last week."
A sly grin slid across the Latin woman's face as she made eye-contact with Sheree, her music fading out, giving way to the loud chants of 'Melina! Melina! Melina!' surprising her and the befuddled group in the ring.
"A rare response to Melina. Not everyday she's being cheered."
"Thank you, thank you," Melina spoke through the microphone, before turning her attention to the people in the ring.
Sheree calmly leaped off the turnbuckle she sat on, staring a hole through the Latin-American as she moved to stand in front so that she was staring straight at the champion.
"There is so much testosterone in the air," Melina commented slyly. "So allow the Women's Champion to grace you all with her presence."
The Arizonian crowd popped at this, making her giggle. "And unlike those peasants in the ring, I actually come dressed accordingly for occasions such as this!"
The crowd cheered even louder at this, some of the fans laughing as Triple H and Cena looked down at what they were wearing and frowned up at her.
"What's wrong with casual wear..." Sheree heard the King of Kings mumble.
"Melina!" William snapped, the fans booing immediately. "What are you doing here?! This is none of your concern!"
The woman's grin widened as the fans booed his response.
"What I do and where I go is none of your concern," Melina replied, William sneering with distaste at the icy drawl in her tone. "But since you asked nicely... I'm hear for one person and one person only."
"Oh boy..." King muttered, the fans cheering loudly, knowing instantly who she was talking about. Sheree remained silent, even as she felt every pair of eyes in the building flock to her.
"You," Melina sang, pointing at the Bostonian brunette, her eyes narrowing dangerously despite the smile on her face, the fans cheering even louder in anticipation for another confrontation between Sheree and Melina.
"Last week, I must admit, you caught me by surprise Sheree," the current Women's Champion admitted.
"So allow me to return the favour." The fans cheered in anticipation at this, making Melina frown, glaring at the packed crowd. "Don't get excited... the last thing I'm going to do is ruin this lovely dress in a pointless fight!"
The fans responded with boos at that, making Melina roll her eyes. She smiled down at Sheree, who's expression had not changed since Melina's appearance.
"When I eventually came too, after you dared to put your hands on me and laid me out in that very ring, I took the time to collect myself and realised..." Melina tilted her head, her smirk widening. "That we don't really know much about you, do we doll..."
Suddenly, the calm façade Melina was putting on dropped for a split second, being replaced with a look of barely kept together rage and malice.
"Your mother really should have warned you that secrets never stay secret in this business Sheree," the champion spat out, making Sheree tense, her fists clinching as her blue eyes darkened, a confused hush falling over the crowd.
Cena was stunned into silence.
"What's that supposed to mean?" King muttered, both him and JR looking at Jenna, who avoided their eyes, going deathly silent.
Just as quickly as that cold malice popped up, it slithered back into its cage just as quickly. A seemingly serene smile spread across Melina's face.
"Secrets like... oh I don't know~" the Latina sung innocently. "Secrets like, finding out you ain't even originally from Boston."
Sheree scowled as the Women's Champion pointed a thumb over her shoulder.
"No... you were born across the pond, within the cobblestones of Manchester in the UK," Melina revealed, smirking as Sheree glowered at her in disgust, obscenities being muttered past her lips.
The fans barely reacted, but were intrigued. William Regal however was completely stunned. … What?!
"I didn't know that... but okay?" JR muttered confused.
"Shut your mouth," Sheree growled lowly, making Cena gulp.
"Calm down," Cena whispered harshly, but the woman was not listening, for she was absolutely boiling with rage.
"Shut my mouth?" Melina repeated innocently, having read the lips of the Bostonian. "Aw, but I'm just getting to the juicy part!"
"Which is... puzzling, to say the least," the current champion droned, seemingly confused and disappointed. "Any other girl wouldn't hesitate to brag and boast about being a 2nd Generation Diva..."
Sheree's eyes widened in unbelievable rage, and the crowd exclaimed loudly in surprise.
"Wait WHAT?!" King exclaimed.
"Okay... I definitely didn't know that," JR added, a touch surprised.
Jenna growled, clenching her fists in anger. "How the heck did she find that out?!"
Melina paused at the reaction and smiled at Sheree mockingly. "Aw~ did I let that one slip?"
"You mouthy bitch!" Sheree snarled, stepping threateningly towards the ropes. Cena grabbed her by the arm, stopping her from doing anything reckless.
"Sheree does not like that!" King noted, alert by the dark change in the woman's mood.
"You don't look too happy..." Melina mentioned as the fans tried to calm down, questions whirling through their minds. The Latin-American scowled suddenly, clear rage in her eyes. "You should have thought about that when you interrupted me and put your hands on me! You cocky lil brat!"
"There is a reason I am the champion and you're chasing your pathetic dreams!" the Latin-American snapped. A growl slipped past Sheree's lips as the fans responded with a mixed reaction.
The façade officially broken, Melina glowered at her WrestleMania opponent in a seething rage.
"If you think for one second that you have a shot in hell at beating me just because you're the daughter of some bitch named Jane "Hellcat" Huxley, than you are-"
Melina paused as the damn broke, the entire arena roaring out in an immediate uproar of shock.
"WHAAAAT?!" King exclaimed.
"Oh my god!" JR added, stunned. "OH MY GOD!"
Sheree went still as she became acutely aware of the intense raw, and shocking reaction from the fans in attendance. She honestly expected confusion. Definitely not this sort of reaction. She stared at Melina, her blue eyes wide as a mess of emotions assaulted her, shocked, horrified, embarrassed and positively enraged.
"YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!" King roared out. "SHE'S LYING! TELL ME SHE'S LYING JENNA!"
"I...I..."
Triple H raised a brow, his eyes widening a bit in actual surprise, while Kerry openly gaped at the stunned Bostonian. Randy who was coming to on the outside, stared at Sheree with wide eyes.
"THE Jane "Hellcat" Huxley?!" King exclaimed, staring at Jenna with wide eyes as chants of 'Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!' whispered throughout the arena. "The Queen of Extreme?! THAT woman?! You and Sheree are... th- that demon is your mother?!"
Jenna sighed nodding her head. She dragged her hand over her mouth to hide the smile that slipped up onto her face as she eyed the back of her twin. And you had concerns about people not knowing or caring...
Melina chuckled as the audience tried their best to calm down, failing miserably. "Yeah... THAT Hellcat Huxley!"
"Wow..." JR breathed, stunned as the crowd up-roared, letting the moment they just bore witness to settle in their minds as Sheree dragged a shaky hand through her hair, her eyes slammed shut. "A woman who had many great battles in Japan! A matriarch of women's wrestling that never stepped foot in this company- this is insane! I never thought I'd hear THAT name on WWE television!"
Melina sneered evilly as she glowered at the eerily still English-born Bostonian. "I bet you think you're so special don't you... well I got news for you!"
"Nobody gives a crap about your family! You're all the black sheep of professional wrestling!" Melina spat, making Sheree open her blue eyes to glower darkly at the Paparazzi Princess, gripping her brunette locks with a thick scowl. "The name "Huxley" means absolutely nothing here! So get off that imaginary high horse and face reality!"
A large portion of the fans booed at this, some cheered. "Your mother's only claim to fame is wrestling for a dead promotion in Japan! No wonder you kept your relations to that woman secret! What a pitiful legacy to thrust onto your daughter!"
Sheree shook her head in disgust, silent threats flying out of her mouth, the fans releasing a loud 'Ooh!' the boos drowning out any cheers that where left.
"Let this be a lesson to you Sheree," Melina drawled smirking. "Do not ever assume that you will ever reach my level!"
"There is a difference between dreams and reality, and the reality is ME, walking in and out of WrestleMania as champion for the second time in a row, while your family watches as I utterly embarrass you and stomp out your pathetic attempt at cementing the dead legacy of your sorry excuse of a mother!"
JR grunted with distaste as the fans barraged Melina with a heated reaction of boos, some not tolerating the disrespect. Cena had to wrap his arms around Sheree just to make sure she didn't bolt out of the ring, as the Bostonian had officially snapped, her once cool and laid-back demeanour shattering, giving way to pure rage.
"One more word outta you, and I'll rip your tongue out!" Sheree roared as small chants of 'Huxley!' was heard throughout the arena. If Sheree was surprised she didn't show it.
"Ah!" King shrieked as Sheree kicked and roared whilst in Cena's tight grasp, yelling at the woman in anger as Melina's smile widened at the effect she had on the Bostonian. "She's losing it! She really is a Huxley!"
"Sheree is absolutely livid! And I don't blame her," JR added, disgusted by Melina. "Her entire personal life has been exposed! I apologize Jenna! You didn't deserve this! This is petty and vindictive from Melina!"
Melina smiled an icy smile as the fans calmed down, Sheree shaking with rage in Cena's arms.
"The only legacy that matters is MINE!"
With that Melina dropped the microphone onto the stage, raising her Women's Championship above her head with one hand, the crowd breaking out into a huge mixed reaction.
"I... cannot believe what we just witnessed!" JR exclaimed as Melina's theme blasted throughout the arena, her title still held above her head as she glowered darkly at the 2nd Generation Diva with a poisonous smile. "I can't believe Melina stooped to this level, as to expose Sheree's personal life, and then personally attack her and her family in a verbal tirade. Sickening!"
Kerry was stunned by this turn of events, looking between Sheree and Melina with wide eyes while Triple H regarded the whole situation with silent interest. John couldn't help but glare at Melina, still holding on to the enraged, surprisingly strong Bostonian, wondering how the woman had found all of this out.
William Regal however had gone white as a sheet, eyes wide with shock and fear as realisation set in that the daughters of one of wrestling's most troublesome pair, had somehow managed to successfully infiltrate the biggest wrestling company in the world!
JR frowned with disgust as Melina laughed, clearly proud of herself. "Absolutely sickening!"
"I don't know what to say! I still don't believe it!" King cried out as the photographers went back to their original posts, swarming the outside of the ring as they took pictures of Sheree's furious visage. "Huxleys?! Here?! In WWE?! That's too good to be true!"
"Well it is true..." Jenna sighed, seemingly exhausted, groaning as she grabbed at her hair, mindful of the headphones around her head. "UGH! This wasn't supposed to come out like this! Damn you Mel-"
The fans suddenly released a shocked and concerned 'Ohhh!' Melina's theme cutting off as Randy suddenly rushed the ring, shoving Cena off his feet and indirectly knocking Sheree face-first into the canvas. "WHAT THE HELL?!"
"That son of a-" JR was cut off as in one fluid movement, Triple H was flattened with an RKO to a passionate mixed reaction, the boos deafening with anger at him having no apparent regard for Sheree. "RKO!"
"That slimy little-" Jenna trailed off as Cena stumbled to his feet, staring down at Sheree with concerned wide eyes, before turning around right into the WWE Champion's waiting arms. "Oh no!"
"Oh!" King winced along with the fans as Orton struck with a second RKO, this time to John Cena, massive boos reverberating throughout the US Airways Center as Cena was planted face-first into the canvas.
"And Orton with a second RKO!" JR commented as Orton slithered back up onto his feet, retrieving his WWE Championship as he did so, staring coldly at the fans as they booed him harshly, the WWE Title hanging from his fingers, a big evil grin on William Regal's face as he stood on the apron, staring at Orton from behind. "A pair of signature RKO's on Randy Orton's two WrestleMania opponents!"
"Of course he would take full advantage of the situation like this," Jenna groaned, annoyed as Kerry stepped over the bodies left in the WWE Champion's wake, a huge smirk on her face.
"I-is Sheree okay?" King wondered, still stunned by her relation to Hellcat Huxley, but concerned after Orton shoved her off her feet.
"Message sent!" JR exclaimed as Orton glowered down at the pair of men he had just laid out with RKO's, completely unperturbed to the fact that he had indirectly knocked down Sheree as well. "Message delivered by the WWE Champion!"
The tall man prowled around Triple H's form and loomed over Cena, a dark scowl on his face. Orton stood in the middle of a pair of groaning bodies, grabbing his title with both hands and looking over to his left, sharing a smirk with Kerry when a massive canopy of 'YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!' rained down on him.
The WWE Champion raised the title above his head, defiant in the face of the fans' displeasure, the whole arena unmercifully booing Orton as his theme played throughout the arena. "And is this what we are going to be seeing in the Citrus Bowl, at WrestleMania 24."
"Hey! Nothing you can say! Nothing's gonna change-"
"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!"
"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!"
"WHAT THE HELL!" King exclaimed, his eyes wide as the entire arena exploded into a massive, gobsmacked pop, the entire crowd losing their minds.
Orton had turned around, and then one moment he was standing, and then in the next, he was lying on the canvas, dazed, just like he had done to his two WrestleMania opponents, his WWE Championship flying out of his hands.
Kerry went completely still with shock, her eyes wide, and her mouth hanging open as she stared between the floored champion and the culprit that had caught him completely by surprise, while William Regal went deathly pale, a horrified expression on his face.
"DO MY EYES DECEIVE ME?!" JR yelled out in complete shock. "DID I JUST WITNESS SHEREE KICK THE WWE CHAMPION?!"
"..." Jenna was stunned into silence as the fans went crazy around her, some simply starring in wide-eyed shock, others jumping up and down in excitement.
Sheree stared down at the dazed champion, a rage-filled scowl on her face, her blue eyes blazing with malice.
"SHE'S A HUXLEY!" King shrieked, eyes wide. "SHE'S A GODDAMN HUXLEY!"
"I-I-I-I don't know what to say..." Jenna stuttered as she watched her sister stand in the middle of the ring, staring up at the ceiling, her breathing heavy and shaky, as if she was trying to rein in her out of control anger. "My goodness what have you done Sheree?!"
Sheree lowered her head, and slowly turned to level Melina with a piercing seething glare, a killer gleam in her blue eyes.
Melina stood on the stage with the WWE Women's Championship resting on her left shoulder, staring down into the ring and at the Bostonian with wide eyes. The cocky smirk that had been on her face had been wiped clean off the moment Sheree blasted Orton off his feet with a spin kick.
"Headstrong" played throughout the arena to a massive reaction as Sheree stared a hole through the WWE Women's Champion from inside the ring.
"Melina is in for a hell of a night when we get to March 30th!" JR cried out as Melina scowled back at the 2nd Gen Diva, never taking her eyes off her WrestleMania challenger. "Because she may have just brought out the absolute worst in Sheree!"
"Check this out one more time," King said as the replays showed Orton sliding into the ring, shoving Cena and Sheree off their feet, before RKO'ing Triple H and John Cena. "We'd all completely forgotten about Randy Orton after Melina's reveal, but that RKO reminded Triple H and John Cena!"
"We thought the last word in this meeting of combustible elements would go to the WWE Champion," JR said, as a replay was shown of Orton turning right into a hellacious spinning heel kick from Sheree, that caught him right in the face. "But no! The spin kick heard around the world from the challenger for Melina's Women's Title, Sheree Louise!"
Sheree stood by her lonesome in the ring, a thick snarl on her face as Melina scowled back at her. Cena was lying outside the ring, trying to shake off the last effects of the RKO, while Triple H sat against the bottom corner opposite the timekeeper's area, his eyes widening in surprise as he looked between Orton's supine form and the silent Bostonian.
"Are we seriously going to gloss over the fact that, that woman is the daughter of Jane "Hellcat" Huxley!" King exclaimed.
"A lot of crazy crap just happened! Give me some time to process it all geez!" Jenna groaned.
"This is bound to have some serious consequences!" King gulped. "She just kicked the WWE Champion!"
"This rivalry for the Women's Championship," JR said.
"Has just become violently bitter, and deeply, deeply personal! And if you get too close, you will find yourself caught in the crossfire!"
Well that was eventful wasn't it! Sheree's 2nd Generation status has finally been revealed to the entire wrestling world and in a controversial way, with an even more controversial reaction! I hoped you enjoyed this chapter Readers! ENJOY MONEY IN THE BANK!
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