Greetings readers! It's been awhile huh? I'll try to keep this short. But basically, the reason why I haven't updated for awhile is cuz I recently got a job. It is very time consuming however, so I don't know when the next update will come or when I'll have time to even write, but I'll figure something out! I'm lucky I managed to drop this one! But any who, enjoy!
Chapter 27: Hatred
"You realise what you gotta do, right?"
Sheree looked back at Becky with a quizzical look on her face, though from the spark of apprehension in her blue eyes, she knew exactly what the Irish woman was getting at.
"You can't keep running from this Sheree. You gotta make a choice. Otherwise... keeping this locked up will eat you alive," the young woman said, looking up at the brunette with a steely gaze.
Sheree stared right back at her best friend with a frown, a conflicted hard look appearing in her blue eyes. Becky didn't back down, looking the woman in the eyes.
"Will you continue to run? Or will you embrace your family legacy?"
. . . .
Present day: Monday Night Raw
Sheree exhaled deeply, releasing a breath she didn't know she was holding as she found a little quiet corner in the cafeteria to calm her nerves and reign in her wild thoughts and emotions, away from all the noise and chaos she had just caused.
I didn't expect that... The Bostonian ran a hand through her brunette hair, stunned by the reaction she got from the fans in response to the reveal that she was the daughter of a legendary Joshi Gaijin. She didn't expect such a wild and raw reaction. She fully expected the fans to be confused. To be indifferent, or even hate.
But when she was out there, she could feel the energy and complete shock from the fans when Melina uttered Jane Huxley's name. That was something that cannot be faked, and something that she'll remember for a long while.
She was even more surprised by the chaos she had caused backstage. Being told by Stephanie that she was all over the internet wasn't something she expected. But she supposed kicking the WWE Champion in the face probably gained just as much buzz as the reveal of her 2nd Generation lineage.
Stephanie agreed but also said; "Your mother is more well known than we thought. We're honestly just as shocked as you are. I'd count this as a win. Wrestlers and fans alike just got their minds blown!"
Sheree sighed, looking down at her phone when she received a text.
Serena Mathews: OMG! I think U just broke the wrestling industry!
Sheree managed a smile at this.
Sheree-Louise Huxley: Oops!
Serena Mathews: Ur mother's here btw. Says Hi. She switched off her mobile cuz it wouldn't stop ringing lol!
Sheree raised a brow.
Sheree-Louise Huxley: My mom's with u?
Serena: Yep! She cackled. A lot. Loudly.
Sheree sighed. Of course her mother would find this all hilarious and amusing.
"Bet you feel like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders."
Sheree looked up to find Melina smiling down at her, now wearing a change of clothes, decked out in casual streetwear which had been her 3rd wardrobe change for the day.
"Yeah," the Bostonian replied stretching out her arms, releasing another big breath and relaxing. "I finally did it. Everything's out in the open now."
The WWE Women's Champion took a seat, her smile widening into a smirk. "Still shocked?"
"Yes," Sheree admitted with a sigh. "I honestly didn't know what to expect. But that definitely wasn't it!"
"When Stephanie told me what was happening tonight I was shocked," Melina revealed. "Who convinced you to just say... fuck it!"
Sheree chuckled. "My best friends. They have that effect on me."
The brunette Bostonian smiled softly. "I... didn't think they'd know who she was. I honestly expected silence."
"Understandable..." Melina replied.
Sheree groaned, leaning back in her seat and covering her face with her arms. "I feel so stupid now! If only I had more confidence in myself..."
"Well don't beat yourself up about it," Melina commented with a chuckle. "Honestly I'm surprised to hear you admit that even you have days where you're not as confident as usual."
"I don't think I will ever fully understand why you kept your heritage to yourself. But I do understand wanting to make it to the top without any type of outside advantage."
Melina smiled softly as she continued. "I understand wanting your success to be your own."
Sheree smiled as she rested her right arm on her forehead, staring up at the ceiling as she spoke. "Yeah... but this whole thing, my talks with my friends... it's made me realize that nothing would change, whether people knew or not. People will talk and say whatever they want to regardless. Not much I can do to change that."
"I wouldn't say that," Melina commented. "You are right when you say people will talk. And they will talk about this. But there are ways. Even if people believe that you're only in this position cuz of your parents, it would be pretty hard to say that when your parents only got big in Japan. They were never interested in any of the big three wrestling companies over here at the time right?"
Sheree nodded wordlessly.
"Being 2nd Generation will always stay with you. The Huxley name will always stay with you. It gives you an advantage. But many others in the same position has gotten way more luckier than you, and others have been left in the dust."
"Just cuz you're 2nd Generation, doesn't mean you don't work hard for your opportunities. We're in the same boat. Fighting for the same thing. We just come from completely different backgrounds," Melina finished with a smile.
Sheree smiled brightly at this, swiping away a tear.
"Ugh," the brunette groaned. "This is the second time I got emotional this month!"
Melina chuckled in amusement. "Good to know I got to ya!"
Sheree smiled at the Latina, grateful. "Thanks Melina. I mean it. I needed to hear that."
"Don't sweat it," the older woman replied, grinning at the Bostonian as she held her fist out at her. "Now how about we give the fans something to really talk about!"
Sheree bumped her fist with the Latina's, a fire in her blue eyes as she smiled at the current champion in return.
Unbeknownst to the two Divas, Maria Kanellis had just walked into the cafeteria, immediately pausing at the sight of Sheree's smiling face.
She couldn't stop the slight scowl that crossed her face at the sight of the young Bostonian woman.
"Birthday girls shouldn't be scowling."
Maria jumped, turning around wildly to find the intense blue eyes of Kerry staring her down.
Next to Kerry was Candice Michelle, who had her arms on her hips, staring expectedly at Maria.
"Something wrong?" Candice asked, raising an eyebrow at the woman.
Maria frowned, her eyes lighting up in annoyance.
"No. Nothing is wrong," she said icily, defensive.
The woman looked to leave, only for Kerry to grab her shoulder. "Oh no, you're not leaving that easily!"
"Few people are brave enough to eyeball a Huxley the way you've been doing!" the blonde snarled lowly. "Talk. Now!"
Maria, being the taller one out of the two, glared down at the fiery blonde from the corner of her eye, a dark scowl on her face, the birthday girl's mouth slammed shut.
"Relax Kerry. We're not starting a fight," Candice said, nervous. Kerry sighed, letting the woman go.
Candice released a sigh as well. "Look Maria. We're just worried. If there's something bothering you, you can tell us."
"Sheree's a good kid," Kerry cut in, nearly staring a hole through the tall woman. "There's no reason for you to be treating her so icily."
Maria released a huff and turned away from the two women.
"Oh don't worry. I won't ruin the perfect little princess' big night," the redhead drawled bitterly, with enough bite in her words to make Kerry raise an eyebrow, stunned. She has never heard Maria speak that way about anybody ever.
Candice narrowed her eyes as Maria all but stormed off. "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!"
She intended on chasing after the woman, but was stopped by Kerry. "Kerry..."
"Let's leave her for now," the blonde commented, watching Maria's retreating form.
"But-"
Kerry just shook her head at the woman, a look of genuine concern on her face. "I don't know what's going on with her, but we'll just have to leave it for now and hope it doesn't become an issue."
Candice sighed, admitting defeat. "Fine."
"What was that about?"
The duo turned around to find Sheree and Melina staring at them with concern.
"Nothing you need to worry about!" Kerry replied with a grin.
"Are you sure?" Sheree questioned, staring at where Maria had stomped off with worry. "Maria looked a bit miffed..."
"You looked like you were about to punch her," Melina muttered with a smug teasing grin. "Can't help but throw hands huh Kerry?"
"If you ain't careful you'll be next."
"Don't threaten me with a good time luv!"
Candice rolled her eyes at the banter between Melina and Kerry, smiling reassuringly at the concerned Bostonian. "It's nothing you need to be concerned about."
"Well if you're sure..." Sheree muttered, eyeing the two women with a touch of suspicion.
"Don't worry about it," Kerry waved her off dismissively. "You've got more important things to be focused on."
Sheree sighed.
"Fine." The young Bostonian smiled at Melina. "I'll talk to you later alright?"
"Sure," Melina replied with a grin.
With that, Sheree took her leave, heading off towards the women's locker room.
As soon as the brunette Bostonian was out of sight, the WWE Women's Champion turned towards Candice and Kerry with an unconvinced frown on her face.
"What was that about?"
Candice and Kerry exchanged a look, as if having a silent conversation with each other, before the tall brunette sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose, begrudgingly deciding to tell the Latina everything they had witnessed pertaining to Maria's weird behaviour.
. . . .
Later...
"Hey!"
The US Airways Center booed as "Burn in my Light" by Mercy Drive played throughout the arena.
"Oh no..." King gulped, the boos increasing in volume as Kerry sauntered out onto the stage, an air of cool disdain on her face as she calmly walked down the ramp.
"This is gonna be interesting," JR commented. "Maybe Kerry finally decided to speak after giving us the cold shoulder last week."
"If she can be bothered to this time," Jenna grunted with distaste.
"What that woman did to Freya... it was heinous! It was despicable!" JR growled in disgust as Kerry picked up a microphone that was resting on the steel steps, before walking up it, her face completely neutral.
"She came outta nowhere," Jenna added, as the blonde haired woman stepped through the ropes. "We don't even know if Freya will be able to compete at Mania because of what Kerry did!"
"While we don't know much, we do know that Freya is recovering. We will keep you posted if we get any updates," JR said as Kerry's music faded out, giving way to a canopy of boos that made the New Yorker's eyes narrow, but despite her annoyance and disgust, the look on her face was still mostly impassive.
"Look at the look on Kerry's face," King commented as a loud chant of 'You suck! You suck! You suck!' resounded throughout the arena, the blonde uncharacteristically unbothered by the chant. "It's like... she just doesn't care. About anything. I can't even tell what she's thinking right now!"
Kerry raised the microphone to her lips, then paused for a moment as the fans booed viciously, staring at them through cold dead eyes before speaking.
"So you wanna know why huh?" the blonde asked the crowd, her tone low and deep, the fans quieting at the icy chill that rang through her voice. "You wanna know why I attacked Freya? Why I smashed the back of her head against the steel doors of the Elimination Chamber, over and over and over again till she couldn't think straight?!"
The crowd booed at this. "Why I scrambled her brain with her own sledgehammer? Why I spiked her head into solid concrete, and left her for dead?"
The Phoenix fans booed even harder at this.
For the first time since her heinous assault on Freya, Kerry smirked, finding their anger amusing.
"Oh it is adorable how you all hate without reason," the blonde cooed mockingly. "You people seem to have got it into your heads that I owe you an explanation but you see, I don't owe any of you a damn thing!"
The fans booed at this.
"The truth is you, Freya, everybody knows why I did what I did!" Kerry snarled, scowling hatefully when a loud chant of 'We want Freya! We want Freya! We want Freya!' resounded throughout the US Airways Center.
A deep searing hatred seemed to pulse through Kerry's cold blue eyes as she glowered at the fans.
"You can chant for her as loud as you want but she ain't coming!" the blonde-haired woman snapped, getting a heated angry reaction from the crowd in response.
Kerry ran a hand over her face. "You see that's the problem. That's the problem with you people! You forgive too easily!"
"You all chant and cheer for Freya. Oh she's endearing to you now huh? You all love that bitch now huh?!" the New Yorker snapped, making the fans 'Ohhh!' in surprise at her vicious words. "Well I don't! She's as good as dead to me!"
"Whoa..." King whispered, also shocked.
"You disgust me!" the blonde spat through the microphone, making the fans boo her even more. "You all disgust me!"
Kerry inhaled deeply in an attempt to control her anger, barely managing to do so.
"I don't need to tell any of you a damn thing, because you already know why!" the blonde snapped. "It ain't my problem that you all got the attention span of a baby!"
The fans jeering reception increased, making her growl.
"All you need to hear from me is you're welcome," she snarled, smirking evilly as the Phoenix crowd booed even louder.
"You're welcome because I did you ALL a favour! I did what no one else would! I-"
A large reaction erupted throughout the arena as "Sexy Boy (Girl)" played throughout the building, making Kerry close her eyes with irritation, before opening them, glaring up at Jessie Lauren as the Nashville brunette walked out onto the stage, glaring at the blonde-haired woman standing in the ring.
The brunette had her hair in loose curls, tied up into a ponytail. She wore a white version of Shawn Michaels 'You Can't Kill What's not your Creation' tank top, jeans and a pair of beige ankle boots.
"This is not a good idea..." JR said as Jessie paused at the foot of the ramp, glaring at Kerry. "Kerry seems... almost unhinged."
"Isn't that normal for Kerry?" Jenna replied.
"Yeah but not like this!" King exclaimed as Jessie walked down the rampway. "Kerry is more dangerous than ever! Jessie should just turn back!"
"But she won't," JR added as Jessie walked up the steel steps and along the ring apron, staring a hole through Kerry. "No doubt in my mind that Jessie saw Kerry destroy her best friend at No Way Out. I betcha she has something to say about that."
Jessie stepped through the ropes, glaring at the blonde New Yorker, who stared at her with sheer contempt, before taking a microphone from a stage-hand.
"I don't normally involve myself in Freya's business," the Nashville brunette started, ignoring the snarky "Yeah right," that whispered through Kerry's lips as the blonde rolled her eyes. "But this isn't the first time I've had to watch you hurt someone close to me and I'm starting to get sick of it!"
The fans cheered at this, agreeing with the brunette.
"You wanna come out here and act like you did us all a favour?! After all that you have done?!" Jessie exclaimed, incredulous as Kerry stared at her through emotionless cold eyes. "Are you kidding me Kerry?!"
"You have terrorized legends and Divas! Anybody that even looks in your direction gets kicked in the head, all for your own amusement!" the Nashville native snapped, holding her arm out dramatically. "Heck! Just a few months ago, you kicked Jeff Hardy's brother in the skull! We haven't seen him since!"
Jessie shook her head, disgusted as Kerry stared at her through an emotionless gaze.
"You are the most heartless, evil bitch, I have ever met!" the woman growled, making the fans pop loudly in agreement as Kerry scowled at her.
The blonde-haired villainess closed her blue eyes as she tilted her head, then opened them as she glared darkly at Jessie, who didn't back down from the poisonous look in Kerry's eyes.
The New Yorker chuckled icily into her microphone as a ghost of a smirk slithered onto her ruby lips.
"I never said I was a good person Jessie," Kerry replied icily as Jessie glared at her through her heated green eyes. The blonde then rolled her eyes, smiling slyly. "And please spare me the protective best girlfriend shtick!"
"If I wanted to end that woman's career that night in Vegas..." Kerry stepped into Jessie's personal space, her poisonous smile widening darkly as Jessie glared into her cold blue eyes. "You know I would have."
Kerry stepped back out of the Nashville native's space as the crowd jeered with displeasure.
"And Freya knows that too," the New Yorker quipped, a wide-eyed crazed look in her blue eyes. "You see what I did to Freya at No Way Out was just a taste. I just wanted her attention. The real fun starts now!"
Jessie tensed as the icy stare of Kerry drilled into her, that unnerving smile sending a chill down her spine. Kerry took a few steps forward, standing face-to-face with the protégé of Shawn Michaels.
"I want to savour this. I'm going to enjoy breaking her piece by piece! I'm going to take immeasurable pleasure in torturing that bitch, and turn that irritating imperious smirk, into a bloody mouth of fear!"
"You're sick!" Jessie spat.
"I know," Kerry giggled.
"That's why you should really do well to stay out of this," the blonde-haired woman warned. "Because if you continue to involve yourself in this..."
Kerry sauntered closer towards the Nashville brunette, putting her on edge as the terrible blonde yet again invaded her personal space. "You won't be the one who gets hurt the most."
Jessie narrowed her eyes as Kerry's smile widened venomously, an icy chuckle whispering past the blonde's lips as she tilted her head.
"How is that adorable little daughter of yours by the way?"
Jessie's eyes widened in horror, the fans gasping as Kerry smiled wildly at her, releasing a crazed cackle. The brunette stared at her with horrified wide eyes, breathing erratically as burning hot rage began to blaze within her.
"She wouldn't..." Jenna whispered, horrified.
"I- OH MY GOD!" King exclaimed, the crowd releasing a loud 'Ohhh!' as Kerry's head whipped sharply to the right, stumbling back.
"Good lord!" JR cried out, the crowd going mental from the smack.
"DON'T YOU EVER THREATHEN MY KID AGAIN!" Jessie roared, full of furious intensity that was rare for the Nashville Vixen, watching as Kerry favoured her stinging cheek, icy rage beginning to darken her blue eyes.
"She deserved that," Jenna added.
Kerry slowly turned on Jessie, but was tackled to the mat, the fans roaring with excitement as Jessie aggressively thundered away at the villainous blonde with raging fists.
"Whoa!" King cried out.
"Kerry crossed the line and she's paying for it!" JR exclaimed as Kerry shoved the angered mother away from her and rolled out of the ring.
"I ain't never seen Jessie like this!" King cried out as Jessie gave chase, spearing Kerry into the barricade, the two women throwing bombs at each other. Chants of 'Jessie! Jessie! Jessie!' resounded throughout the arena as the Nashville brunette got the upper hand, rocking Kerry against the barricade.
"OH MY GOD!" Jessie then launched Kerry into the steel steps, the impact resounding throughout the arena with a sickening thud, making Kerry arch with pain, the crowd releasing a loud 'Ohhh!'
"My god!" JR added as Jessie released an enraged roar, the fans cheering in response. She ran her hands through her brunette locks, attempting to keep her anger in check.
"What the hell was Kerry thinking bringing lil Venus into this?!" Jenna snapped. "You never threaten a woman's child! Never!"
Jessie advanced towards Kerry, punching away at her against the steps, the fans going from cheering to booing as officials ran out to separate the two women.
"Here comes some help!" JR noted.
"Finally!" King exclaimed as the officials tried to pull Jessie away from the blonde-haired woman, Kerry screaming and kicking as Jessie grabbed two fists full of her shoulder-length locks. "Come on! Separate them!"
"Jessie really wants a piece of Kerry!" JR added, the fans booing in anger as the officials managed to break Jessie's grip, dragging her away from Kerry.
"I don't blame her!" Jenna replied. "I'd swing at Kerry too!"
"Let me go!" Jessie roared, the fans chanting 'Let them fight! Let them fight! Let them fight!' as the fiery brunette struggled to break free of her human restraints.
"Stop it Jessie! You need to calm down!"
Kerry used the steel steps to pull herself up, stumbling. She favoured her lips with a dark scowl, glowering at Jessie.
"How'd my fists feel bitch?!" Jessie roared, the fans cheering at her words.
Kerry smirked darkly. "Oh I bet you wanted to do that to me for a long time huh..."
"Are you alright Kerry?"
In response to the question, Kerry shoved the referee into the barricade and then launched at Jessie, punching her in the face.
"Oh my god!" King cried out, the fans releasing a loud 'OHHH!' and booing intensely as Jessie crumbled off her feet, nearly taking the officials down with her.
"What the hell!" Jenna raged.
"What a cheap shot!" JR spat.
Kerry chuckled as the crowd assaulted her with a canopy of boos. She held her hands out as the officials yelled at her to leave, backing away with a smirk as she watched them check on a stunned Jessie.
"Jessie completely overwhelmed Kerry," JR said as replays were shown. "But the moment she was compromised Kerry struck."
"What a low and dirty trick!" Jenna growled. "She couldn't handle Jessie when she could fight, so she waited till she was defenceless!"
Jessie stumbled to her feet, the fans booing Kerry as she calmly walked up the ramp, smirking at the angry fans mockingly. The Nashville Vixen scowled thickly.
The crowd erupted as Jessie broke through the crowd of officials, sprinting around ringside and up the ramp, bolting towards the unexpecting blonde.
"Wait a minute!" King cried out.
"Jessie's not done!" JR yelled out.
Kerry turned around, only managing to widen her eyes as Jessie tackled her down, groaning as her back hit the hard surface of the ramp, the fans exploding with excitement as they watched on.
"Whoa!" Jenna exclaimed as Jessie pounded away at Kerry with right shots to her face, the blonde screaming and kicking as she lifted her arms up to protect herself.
"Jessie pounding away at the woman who put her friend on the shelf!" JR cried out. "The woman who just threatened her daughter!"
The crowd booed as the officials grabbed a hold of Jessie, pulling the woman off Kerry. "And again the officials gets involved!"
Jessie tried to fight desperately out of the referees clutches, roaring in anger as she glowered at Kerry, who stumbled to her feet, stumbling away.
"Kerry's retreating! She doesn't want anymore of Jessie Lauren!" King exclaimed.
"Good!" Jenna retorted. "She can scuttle back to whatever hole she came from!"
Jessie roughly pulled herself free of the officials, breathing heavily, a scowl on her face as her theme blasted throughout the arena to cheers.
"Kerry just keeps digging a deeper hole for herself!" JR commented as Jessie assured the referees that she was fine, annoyed by their persistence. "She's found herself in the cross-hairs of DX yet again, and she only has herself to blame!"
"I can't wait till Freya comes back!" Jenna exclaimed in excitement. "Kerry's gonna get hers! Just you wait and see!"
"We probably won't have to wait too long for that," King added with amusement. "Not if Jessie gets her way."
. . . .
"I can't believe you're gonna face Ric Flair in his final match!" Sheree exclaimed as she sat with Shawn and Jessie in the cafeteria.
"Neither can I!" Jessie chuckled. "We got Floyd freakin' Mayweather! Edge vs. Taker! More than one program for the women, and now Ric vs. Shawn Michaels?! Crazy!"
"Don't forget about Sheree being the daughter of Jane "Hellcat" Huxley!" Shawn added, making Sheree blush. "That's completely out in the open now."
"Still doesn't feel real," Sheree muttered. "I had to turn my phone off..."
"The shock will take some time to wear off," Shawn said.
"Coming up in a few moments is tonight's Main Event. John Cena and Triple H takes on Ken Kennedy and WWE Champion Randy Orton, but first..."
Jim Ross' voice cut through the TV monitors stationed in the canteen, catching their attention as Beth Phoenix was shown on the RAW Graphics.
"Looks like the night ain't done yet," Sheree added with amusement.
"Two weeks after costing Tara Stone the WWE Women's Championship, The Glamazon Beth Phoenix finally speaks," Jim Ross revealed, making Jessie grin.
"I can't wait to hear this," she commented.
"I sat down with The Glamazon in this exclusive interview to get some answers as to why she did what she did at No Way Out."
. . . .
Jim Ross sat face-to-face with the Glamazon Beth Phoenix, a serious look on her face as she stared at the legendary commentator.
"Beth, thank you for accepting my request," Jim Ross said. The Glamazon simply nodded.
"Now let's get down to business, At No Way Out, you cost Tara Stone the WWE Women's Championship, allowing Melina to retain her title," Jim Ross stated. Beth nodded with a sly smile slipping across her face. "Why did you do what you did that night?"
Beth shrugged, smirking now. "Because I could."
JR raised an eyebrow.
Beth chuckled. "Let me answer your question with another question. When I said I had bigger fish to fry back in Austin, who did you think I was talking about? Freya? Jessie? No. You see I'm the Glamazon. I don't go for the big fishes. I go for the BIGGEST fish. The great white shark!"
"Is that the reason why you went for Tara? Because in your eyes she is the biggest fish?" JR questioned.
"It's not just me who believes that! Everyone believes that!" Beth snapped. "I heard all the talk. They say I made a mistake! They say I'm punching above my weight-class messing with Tara Stone!"
JR remained silent as Beth glared at him, her blue eyes fiery.
"For six months I held the Women's Championship. I absolutely destroyed every single woman that stepped in my way! I am the most dominant Women's Champion in recent memory!" the Glamazon ranted, chuckling bitterly. "But I'm not Tara Stone aren't I?"
"I don't have an undefeated WrestleMania streak. I don't have the mystic that she does," she drawled sarcastically.
Jim Ross narrowed his eyes, surprised. "You're jealous."
It wasn't a question. It was a statement. And it infuriated her to no end.
Beth laughed bitterly. "No. No I'm not jealous. I am tired of this notion, that Tara Stone is the most dominant woman in Women's Wrestling History."
Beth shook her head defiantly as the fans listened to her words. "Because she's not. I am!"
Keeping his eyes narrowed, Jim Ross asked the question that's been on his mind since No Way Out. "What is your intention here?"
Beth eyed the old man with a steely gaze. "To prove once and for all that I am the most dominant woman in this division! There is only room for one of us, and that's me! There is no one in that women's locker room more powerful than the Glamazon Beth Phoenix!"
"That's why I challenge Tara Stone, to face me at WrestleMania 24!"
The fans exploded at this. They knew it was gonna happen, but for it to be confirmed sent them crazy.
Jim Ross' eyes widened. "Whoa wait a minute Beth-"
"NO! No," Beth Phoenix growled. "My mind is made up! To cement my legacy, to solidify that I am unquestionably the most DOMINANT woman in the history of this sport, I have to defeat the woman, that you, that they, the fans, everybody thinks is the most dominant woman to ever step through those ropes, at the very peak of her power! I REFUSE to share the title of dominance with ANY woman that stands across from me!"
Jim Ross stared at the woman sitting before him in shock. Never before had he ever seen such a flaming desire to win in the Amazonian woman, even when she chased after the Women's Championship.
"I vow that I WILL conquer Tara Stone at WrestleMania 24 in Orlando, Florida and END that 8-0 undefeated streak!"
I know I know, It was a little short. But the next chapter MIGHT be even shorter (Who I'm I kidding! It's really short lol), which is why I'm probably gonna post that one in a bit too. Hang tight, but for now...
'Goodbye and Goodnight! BANG!'