A/N: I'll keep this brief! I'M BACK! Sorry for being gone for so long! WWE this last couple of months has been a hell of a drug!
Chapter 29: Am I Just a Cover Girl to You?!
Monday Night Raw: Conseco Fieldhouse - Indianapolis, Indiana, March 3, 2008 (28 Days, 4 Weeks Until WrestleMania XXIV)
Sheree sat down with a sigh, staring down at her phone that had been switched off since she came to the arena - her sister insisted on it - sat in the canteen. She was wearing her ring attire, ready for the night.
Ever since it was revealed that she was the daughter of Jane "Hellcat" Huxley, the wrestling world has been a buzz, still mind blown. The amount of attention it garnered still shocked her, but she guessed the cherry on top of kicking the WWE Champion played a factor in that attention too.
Due to this however, her phone had been going crazy as well as her social media. Wrestling news outlets, fans, legends and wrestlers on the indies all shared their opinions. There was a lot of excitement and shock.
However, she couldn't help but notice the selective loud minority.
"What was WWE thinking hiring that mad woman's daughter?! Have they gone mad?!"
"Who cares. She's a Diva."
"No one gives a damn about Jane Huxley or her bratty kid."
"Whose bright idea was it to let a Diva kick the WWE Champion in the face?! How can I take Orton seriously now?!"
"Are you kidding me?! You overshadow the main event title picture with this good for nothing bimbo?!"
Sheree couldn't help but roll her eyes at the comments, a touch annoyed.
"Brush it off. They don't mean shit," Orton had told her with a smirk. "It was my idea, so if they are that bothered, they can come to me about it."
Sheree chuckled. It was rare for Randy to be so brazen. He normally always played things safe. He's right. No use letting it get to me.
"Yo!"
Sheree looked up, her blue eyes widening with surprise at the sight of Jessica stood before her, the 5'8 Chicagoian smirking as she stared down at the brunette.
The young woman was wearing a "IV" Gobsmack shirt, denim shorts and black tights tucked into a pair of ankle high punk rock boots. A WrestleMania 24 edition hoodie was tied around her hips.
"Jessica! What are you doing here?!" the Bostonian exclaimed in surprise. "Shouldn't you be in Cleveland right now?"
"Yeah," Jessica said, chuckling at the look of worry on Sheree's face. "Relax. I only came to see you."
"Huh?" Sheree replied, confused. "Why?"
"Oh come on!" Jessica laughed. "It's been a week since the world found out you're the daughter of THE Hellcat Huxley! I wanna know what it's like being the center of attention!"
"Annoyingly amusing," Sheree responded with a small smile. "I've already had to turn my phone off. And block a few numbers, because people who REALLY shouldn't have my number keep tryna call me!"
"The guys on the independence?" Jessica guessed.
"Some of them," Sheree confirmed, rolling her eyes.
"Does it bother you? The comments I mean," Jessica asked curiously. "I've heard the talking. Some are excited and happy for you. Some are really bitter."
Sheree thought about it for a moment and shrugged. "Nah. I've made peace with it. They can run their mouths into the void for all I care."
Jessica frowned with distaste at that. "I can think of a few that will..."
Sheree laughed. "I ain't worried about them. They can talk all they want."
A look of mischievousness sparked through Sheree's blue eyes as she smirked at the Chicagoian. "At the end of the day, I'm competing at WrestleMania this year. They are not."
Jessica chuckled. "I can't wait to see you wrestle in the Citrus Bowl! It will be your first Mania match right?"
"Yeah... but what about you?" Sheree asked, narrowing her eyes at the woman. "Surely after that awesome match you had with Melina and Jamie, you'd get a spot on the card, right?"
At this Jessica's smile faltered a bit.
"It looks like I'll be off the card again this year," Jessica answered with a small smile, chuckling with amusement when Sheree's brow creased with concern. The Bostonian had opened her mouth to voice her opinion, but was cut off by Jessica's chuckle.
"Relax Sheree. I'll get my moment," Jessica reassured her.
Sheree frowned looking down at the table they sat at.
"We were both left off the card at last year's Mania," Sheree stated. "This is something we've both worked hard for. It's not fair that-"
"Hey, none of that," Jessica cut the Bostonian off with a smile, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You're right that we've both worked hard to get to this point. That's why I'm so proud of you! You're getting your moment sister!"
Jessica sat back, watching with amusement as Sheree's frown morphed into a tiny pout at being cut off. She's so cute when she wants to be!
"I'm glad to know you care, but don't worry about me. Just focus on you," Jessica said.
Sheree pouted even more. "You have no idea how many people have said that to me."
"Because it's very good advice!" Jessica responded with a smirk. She stood up from her seat. "Right. I'd better head off before Phil starts calling."
"Alright, I'll call you later if I have time," Sheree said, smiling at the woman. "And Happy Birthday."
Jessica chuckled with amusement at that, having just turned 22 last Thursday.
"Thanks Sheree. At least YOU remembered," she quipped.
Sheree grinned. "Let me guess. Phil forgot again?"
"Yep!" Jessica retorted, rolling her eyes. "Either that or he's pretending he forgot... The jerk."
Sheree laughed at this.
Jessica smiled.
"I'll see you when I see you Sheree," the Chicagoian said, beginning to leave. "And have fun at WrestleMania! Life's too short to be worrying about others!"
Sheree rolled her eyes at Jessica's blunt advice.
"I'll keep that in mind!" the Bostonian called back.
Jessica giggled as she waved goodbye at Sheree with a smile before leaving.
Sheree sighed. She knew Jessica long enough to know when she was masking her frustrations. Jessica probably knew that Sheree saw through her attempt at hiding it too.
Hopefully you get your WrestleMania moment Jessica. You deserve it just as much as anybody else.
. . . .
Later, RAW on air...
A large reaction broke out in the Conseco Fieldhouse as the hard riffs of "Headstrong" played throughout the arena.
"Oh boy," King gulped as Sheree walked onto the stage, an intense frown on her face. The brunette paused, looking over the loud crowd. "I think business is about to pick up JR."
"Took the words right out of my mouth King," JR replied as Sheree proceeded to walk down the aisle with a purpose.
"As we get closer and closer to WrestleMania, there is no doubt in my mind that after last week, the rivalry between the WWE Women's Champion Melina and her WrestleMania opponent Sheree-Louise Huxley, and you heard correctly ladies and gentlemen. Her name is Sheree-Louise Huxley, and the rivalry between her and Melina has hit a whole other level I don't think has been reached before in the Divas Division!"
"You can tell by the look on her face, and the purpose in her steps. It's as personal as it gets!" Jenna exclaimed as Sheree entered the ringside area and walked up the steps.
"Knowing Sheree is the daughter of Jane "Hellcat" Huxley is giving me the chills, and not the good kind!" King squeaked as the Bostonian walked along the apron, pausing to stare out into the crowd with an icy rage-filled look in her eyes, before stepping through the ropes. "Just look at the look on her face! I have a bad feeling about this! She could explode at any moment!"
"A lot of things became clear after Melina revealed the personal life of Sheree last week," JR stated. "It's clear to me that Melina sees Sheree as a threat."
"As she should," Jenna commented as Sheree motioned for a microphone.
"Are we not gonna mention Sheree kicking the WWE Champion?!" King exclaimed incredulously. The silence that answered him spoke volumes.
Sheree's music faded into silence as she was handed a microphone, pacing the ring with a dark cold look in her raging blue eyes.
"Let me make something PERFECTLY clear," the Headstrong Diva growled, glaring into the hard camera.
"Yes. I am a second-generation Diva!" Sheree confirmed. "Yes. My mother is Jane "Hellcat" Huxley! My father, David "The Salamander" Huxley! No! You didn't mishear me!"
The fans broke out into a loud response at this, and Sheree paused for a moment as 'Huxley!' chants whispered throughout the arena.
Sheree glared into the hard camera, her eyes hard and cold, before lifting the microphone back to her lips.
"I don't care if you don't like it! I don't care if you don't believe it! I don't care what you think or feel or have to say about me!" Sheree growled. "It's true! That's the one and only explanation you're ever gettin' out of me!"
The fans applauded at this as Sheree began pacing the ring again.
"Clear and to the point," JR muttered, nodding with a sense of appreciation for Sheree's blunt and short explanation.
"Good. That's all the confirmation they need," Jenna added bluntly.
"My name is Sheree-Louise Huxley," the Bostonian brunette revealed, scowling thickly. "And I am PISSED THE HELL OFF!"
The fans cheered loudly at this.
"Oh no!" King squeaked as Sheree glowered into the hard camera, enraged.
"Melina..." the fans booed Melina's name as soon as it was uttered through Sheree's lips.
"I bet you think you're so clever huh," the brunette quipped, rolling her eyes dramatically.
She placed her free hand on her head, dramatically feigning despair. "Oh nooooo, you revealed my big family secret! Whatever will I do now!"
The fans laughed as Sheree lowered her arms and frowned sassily into the hard camera.
"It's not the fact that you somehow weaseled your way into my personal life like a cockroach, and aired it out like dirty laundry for the world to see. I don't even care how you got so much information in the first place. That's not what pisses me off," Sheree stated calmly, a fiery edge in her tone.
"You disrespected my mother!" she snarled. "You disrespected my family!"
The angry brunette pointed out to the announce table. "And my sister!"
Sheree shook her head.
"Clearly you think so little of me, that you seem to believe that revealing my personal life and running my family name through the mud would rattle me. And maybe..." Sheree paused for a moment, a contemplative look on her face. "Maybe you're half right."
"Cuz for the last week all I've thought about is what I'm gonna do to you when I finally get my hands on you!" Sheree exclaimed to a loud and excited response. "And I am not a woman who handles patience well!"
The Headstrong Bostonian turned to the stage, her blue eyes lighting ablaze with fiery anger.
"So Melina! If you're curious as to who I am, why don't you get your ass out here, AND I'LL SHOW YOU EXACTLY WHO THE HELL I AM!" Sheree roared to a ruckus reaction, holding her arms out wide as she awaited the champion.
"Oh boy!" King exclaimed over the crowd.
"COME ON!" Sheree yelled out off the microphone.
"Sheree is not messing around! I love it! Get that loudmouth!" Jenna cheered with a grin.
"YOU WANNA SEE A HUXLEY I'LL SHOW YOU ONE!" Sheree roared into her microphone, the fans exploding even louder at that, her blue eyes wide with a raging insanity never seen from her before. "GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE SO I CAN KICK IT TO KINGDOM COME!"
"My gosh!" JR exclaimed as the fans roared with vigor, loving this version of Sheree.
"What the hell did Melina awaken in that woman?!" King exclaimed, terrified as Sheree glowered up at the stage, breathing hard as she impatiently awaited the Latina's presence, loud 'Huxley' chants being heard throughout the arena.
"Her inner Huxley King!" Jenna replied, her grin widening.
The fans booed as "Regality" played throughout the arena and Sheree's frown intensified, her eyes never losing that icy dangerous glare in them as the Raw General Manager stormed out with an angered look on his face.
"That is not who Sheree wanted!" King exclaimed.
"This is not good," Jenna muttered with a frown as William Regal walked down the ramp, never taking his eyes off the woman in the ring.
"I agree..." JR noted, sensing an increase in tension.
"That's quite enough!" William snapped as his music faded out, the fans booing heatedly as Sheree watched him enter the ringside area.
The man walked up the steps and onto the apron, ignoring the fans as they chanted 'You Suck! You Suck! You Suck!'
He stepped into the ring, staring down the Bostonian woman, who simply stared back at him through cold blue eyes.
"I am not having you rampage all over RAW!" William growled. "Now please..."
"Come back-" William reached for the woman and paused when she flicked her arm away, the fans releasing a verbal 'Oooh' as Sheree's blue eyes blazed with molten fury.
"You touch me, and that nose will look even more crooked than it already is in a few seconds!" Sheree snarled into the microphone, the fans cheering in ruckus excitement and shock as William Regal's eyes widened at the threat.
"Ah!" King squealed.
"I don't know who you think you are young lady, but I won't let you run amok!" William Regal snapped, the fans booing as Sheree glared at the man.
"I knew you were trouble! I just knew it! Ever since you won that bloody Fatal-4-Way you've been causing mayhem and chaos!" the general manager growled, nearly popping a vessel as he glowered into the icy blue eyes of Sheree, ignoring the fans as they booed him. "Do you have any idea how much trouble you have caused me?"
There was a pause between the two as they stared each other down, before William suddenly snapped.
"WELL?! DO YOU?!" he roared, making the fans boo angrily as Sheree tilted her head, her blue eyes narrowing into a poisonous gaze at being yelled at.
"Do you understand that you kicked the WWE Champion in the head last week?!" William Regal snapped, his eyes wide with anger, the fans cheering as they were reminded of Sheree's actions last week.
Sheree never took her eyes off William as she raised the microphone to her lips.
"And what about it?" she growled, the fans cheering even louder as she smirked, watching with amusement as William's eyebrow twitched at that response, his lips curling up in disdain.
His lips twitched upwards a bit.
"You know... of course you would be the daughter of that vile woman!" he spat, making Sheree frown as the fans booed at that comment. "But you see here in WWE, actions have consequences!"
His smile widened evilly as Sheree glared at him. "And the WWE Champion and the board are demanding consequences."
The fans booed at this.
"Oh because of COURSE they are!" Sheree exclaimed, rolling her eyes. "Because of course the McMahons just COULDN'T wait to put the unruly daughter of Jane Huxley in a cage before she get too much for them to control."
Sheree suddenly paused, looking like she was thinking something over. She eyed Regal through icy unreadable eyes, and took a step towards the General Manager of Raw.
He took a noticeable step back, and a ghost of an evil smirk began to slither across Sheree's lips.
"Or is it that they don't care?" Sheree questioned through an icy calm tone, the fans watching with amusement as Sheree took a couple steps forward, forcing William Regal back. "I'm not stupid. I know the history between you and my family."
William gulped as Sheree backed him into the corner, the fans beginning to cheer as Sheree stepped into the general manager's personal space, her smirk widening dangerously as William stared down at her with a scowl.
"And judging by the cold sweat running down your face," Sheree quipped calmly through the microphone. "You are terrified of the thought of me, a Huxley, becoming a champion in WWE."
Sheree frowned, a dark icy stare in her gaze as she glared up at William Regal's scowling visage.
"What exactly are you gonna do huh?" the woman questioned darkly. "Strip me of my right to face Melina for the title at Mania, and hand it off to someone else? Something that I earned? Because I kicked someone who deserved it in the face?"
"That someone is the WWE Cha-"
"Does it look like I give a damn Regal?!" Sheree snapped, her blue eyes raging with anger, the fans applauding and roaring with approval as Sheree cut the man off, continuing to slowly close in on him with an intimidating pressure he had only felt from one other woman.
"I'll only say this once. Do NOT make an enemy out of me," the brunette warned. "If you were worried about me before, imagine what I could do with nothing to hide anymore!"
Sheree finally stepped away, allowing Regal to release the breath he was holding. He pulled out a handkerchief, dabbing at his face, the fans laughing as he attempted to regain some semblance of composure.
"This is personal now," Sheree stated. "I'm deep in the thick of it and not you, not anybody or anything is gonna stop me from getting my hands on that bitch and ripping the WWE Women's Championship away from her!"
Sheree scowled at William Regal, angered by his mere presence. "I came to WWE two years ago for ONE thing and one thing only! The WWE Women's Championship!"
Sheree's blue eyes widened with icy rage as she glowered at William Regal. "If you or anybody else back there tries to take this away from me, I won't just kick your precious WWE Champion in the skull! I will rip this entire company apart!"
The fans cheered loudly at this, and William Regal's eyes widened, his upper lip curling up in anger.
"You won't know the half of what chaos and mayhem means when I'm done!" the brunette Bostonian growled, loud ruckus chants of 'Huxley! Huxley! Huxley!' roaring throughout the arena.
"Tha-that sounds like a threat!" King squeaked, terrified.
William stepped forward until Sheree was forced to look up, raising his microphone to his lips as he snarled at Sheree, who glared up at him in icy defiance.
"Who do you think you-"
"Ooh you better old on tight, cuz I'm gonna love you nice!"
"What in the world?!" King exclaimed, surprised as Ashley walked out onto the stage with a smile that widened as she was greeted by an excited response, walking out onto the ramp and pausing as she smirked at the Indiana crowd. "Ashley?!"
"I'm gonna do it right! Let me light a fire in you tonight."
Pyro exploded behind the punk-rock blonde as she raised the horns of the bulls to a loud response, before running down the ramp, waving and smiling at the fans.
"What is this about?" Jenna questioned with a confused raised eyebrow.
"I have no idea, but I can't help but feel like this is a bad time and a bad idea!" JR noted with concern as Ashley came to a stop by the ring, pulling herself up onto the ring apron.
"I agree. I was worried Sheree would actually lose it there for a second!" King cried out as Ashley entered the ring, snatching the microphone from William Regal without taking her eyes off Sheree, who stared at the woman through blank blue eyes, putting up an emotionless mask. "But hey, I'm not complaining about seeing the lovely Ashley out here!"
Ashley's eyes narrowed as her music faded out, ignoring the look of annoyance William Regal gave her.
"Surprised to see me?" Ashley asked.
Sheree didn't say anything, but the raised eyebrow was all the confirmation the short-haired blonde needed.
"I'm sorry for interrupting. I know you're raring to get your hands on Melina, but..." Ashley's smile twitched slightly. "There's just been something I've wanted to say to you for a while, and just keeping it to myself isn't my style."
The woman frowned. "I have to get this off my chest."
"Okay...?" Sheree muttered, still confused as the fans looked on with curiosity.
Ashley sighed closing her eyes. "To put it bluntly..."
"You are one hell of a snaky arrogant lil bitch!"
Silence reigned between the two for a moment as the fans reacted with surprise. It took Sheree a while to comprehend what Ashley said, before she realized that the woman was now glaring heatedly at her. William Regal stared at Ashley in pure shock.
"Oh... oh boy!" King exclaimed, stunned.
"I... I don't know what to say!" Jenna added.
Sheree's wide blue eyes narrowed, and she furiously lifted the microphone to her lips.
"I'm sorry," she snarled icily, ignoring the way Regal flinched at the icy bite in her tone. "I think I misheard you. Care to repeat that?!"
"Don't repeat that Ashley!" King squeaked in terror.
"I said, you're a snaky, arrogant bitch!" the short-haired blonde snapped, making Sheree scowl, glaring at her darkly as the fans broke out into a mixed reaction.
"You know I was rooting for you. I really was," Ashley admitted. "I was one of the few women back there that actually liked you! But then I saw it. Why no one in that Divas locker room can stand you! Knowing what we know about you now, I guess it makes a whole lot of sense!"
Sheree's eyes narrowed, barely able to hold onto the bubbling anger beginning to rise as Ashley glowered at her.
"Do you remember the night after No Way Out? Cuz I do," Ashley retorted. "I vividly remember the snide little comments you didn't think I wouldn't catch!"
"Do not mistake me for one of those upstart models looking for her fifteen minutes of fame. Ring any bells?" the woman spat. "What about, playboy cover girl who's way out of her league."
A verbal 'Oooh' was heard from the crowd, wincing at the biting words.
"She... er... she did say that..." Jenna cringed.
"What? Am I just a cover girl to you?" Ashley questioned bitterly. "Because that's what it sounds like to me!"
Ashley narrowed her eyes. "You think so little of me don't you... You're pretty much the only second-generation Diva here. Of course you would look down on someone like me."
Sheree scoffed, chuckling into her microphone. "It's always me, me, me with you lot huh..."
Ashley's eyes narrowed in anger. "Excuse me?"
Sheree gave the woman a small smirk.
"Look Ashley. I didn't really mean anything by what I said that night in California," the brunette commented, her smirk widening. "But since we are being honest... You're right if you think that I believe I'm better than you, because I am."
"Damn..." JR mumbled, the crowd reacting to that jab excitedly while Ashley shook her head, a tense smile of annoyance on her face.
Sheree frowned. "None of this has anything to do with you and I quite frankly do not care but.. You were never going to beat Melina at WrestleMania."
Ashley's eyes narrowed as her annoyance slowly began to morph into anger.
"Congratulations Ashley. You got on the cover of Playboy, and it got you a championship match against Melina on the biggest stage in Sports Entertainment," the Bostonian said. "Be proud of that. Because that's as far as you were ever gonna get. And it was your one and only chance."
A small scowl appeared on the blonde-haired punk-rock chick's face, looking down at the canvas in an attempt to hold back her anger.
"Your one shot and you blew it. It's my turn now- look at me!" Ashley looked up with a scowl at that stern demand, the fans releasing an 'Ooh!' as Sheree glared at the blonde.
"Oh boy..." King gulped.
"It's gettin' tense," JR muttered.
"Melina... The WWE Women's Championship... they are no longer your concern," Sheree stated. "You should have cared more when you had your chance. So do me a favour and mind the business that pays you, Cover Girl."
"Oh boy... oh jeez," Jenna gulped as Ashley's anger became very clearly visible as she glowered at the fiery Bostonian, the fans reacting accordingly.
"That stung," King added as Ashley looked away from Sheree and at the hard camera, poking the side of her cheek with her tongue.
SMACK!
"Good grief!" JR exclaimed, the fans screaming with excitement as Sheree's head whipped violently to the side, nearly falling to the mat.
"She just slapped Sheree!" King cried out, stunned.
"That was a mistake!" Jenna groaned, facepalming.
William gulped, watching with wide eyes as Sheree threw the microphone hard against the canvas, her blue eyes wide with rage, the fans cheering.
"How's that for a cover girl!" Ashley snapped at her, her blue eyes burning with fury.
"Ashley just slapped the woman who kicked the WWE Champion in the skull last week!" JR yelled out as Sheree slowly turned to face the blonde, her eyes wide with furious intensity, the fans increasing in volume at the sight. "And she does not give a damn!"
"WHOA!" King exclaimed as the Headstrong Diva suddenly launched herself at Ashley, tackling the woman down and punching away at her as the fans cheered with excitement at the sight. "WHOA! WHOA!"
William Regal's eyes widened, and he immediately called for the officials.
"This was bound to happen with Sheree out here looking for a fight!" JR cried out as Ashley turned the tables on the Headstrong Diva, slamming her head repeatedly against the canvas as the fans continued to yell out in excitement. "I just didn't think it would be with Ashley!"
"I don't care what Ashley's feelings are, insulted or not," Jenna exclaimed as Sheree kicked the busty woman off her, the fans booing as a couple of referees ran down the ramp to separate the two women. "Sheree was already ticked off as it is! It was a really bad idea to do this now!"
Sheree and Ashley launched at each other, throwing wild fists until the officials grabbed them, trying to separate the two women, with Ashley grabbing a firm hold of Sheree's hair.
"Our WWE officials getting involved now," JR noted. The Bostonian brunette kicked and screamed as the two women were pulled forcefully away from each other, the fans verbalising their annoyance.
"Thank goodness," Jenna sighed.
"Aww," King whined as the two women glared heatedly at each other.
"Paparazzi" blasted through the airwaves, making Sheree look up with enraged wide eyes as the fans exploded.
"OH BOY!"
"Of course!" Jenna growled, throwing her arms up as Melina walked out with a smirk, the title resting against her right shoulder. "NOW she turns up!"
"The WWE Women's Champion," JR commented. "And look at the amused expression on her face."
"She's loving this! I don't blame her either," King added with a chuckle as Melina's music faded out.
"Were you looking for me Sheree?" Melina asked, cackling as Sheree glared at her. "I'm sorry. I was busy doing champion things. That's something you will never understand."
"You keep telling yourself that!" Sheree roared out, the officials grip tightening around her arms in case she tried to bolt after Melina.
"But it seems to me like you have... other issues," Melina quipped, a sly smirk on her face. "Hello again Ashley. How's the loser life treating you?"
A portion of the crowd released an 'Ooh!' at that as Ashley glared at her.
Melina giggled.
"HEY! GUYS! HELLO! UP HERE!"
The fans broke out into a huge reaction, and Melina's eyes twitched at being interrupted, looking up at the titan-tron to see John Cena's smiling face.
"Hello!" John greeted the trio as he stood in what was his office for the night. "Ya know Will, when I told you to get out of my office, I didn't mean starting trouble with our budding troublemakers in the Divas Division."
Sheree rolled her eyes, while William glared at Cena.
"Excuse me?!" William snapped into the microphone, pointing back at Sheree, who eyed him with a touch of amusement. "Don't pin this on me! She's a menace! Do you even know how troublesome that woman is?!"
The fans booed, while Sheree smirked.
"Yeah, I've known her for years. Daughter of Jane Huxley, a regular misfit, blah, blah, blah," John droned, while Regal stared at him with wide eyes, infuriated that he wasn't taking this seriously, the fans laughing at his nonchalant manner.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you NOT to get involved in a woman's business?" John retorted, chuckling as William scowled. "I guess not. Look. For once Melina is actually right!"
"For once?!" Melina snapped as she glared up at the titantron. "What do you mean for once?! I'm always right!"
"Since Ashley and Sheree clearly have some frustrations to let out, why don't we make this an official match?" John suggested to cheers of approval from the fans. "And since there's already referees out there, why don't we have this match right now!"
The fans cheered even louder at this, while Sheree and Ashley glared at each other.
"Are you kidding me?!" King exclaimed in excitement. "Ashley and Sheree?! Right now?!"
"I-I guess this is going to happen!" Jenna added as Sheree roughly pulled her arms away from the officials, glaring at Ashley, watching as the referees let the blonde go.
The blonde woman scowled as she glared at the Headstrong Diva, the fans cheering in excitement at getting to see a Divas' Match.
"This impromptu match between Ashley and Sheree will start after this! Don't go anywhere folks!"
. . . .
"Welcome back to Monday Night Raw," JR said as Raw returned to reveal Sheree standing by the corner opposite the announce table, glaring at Ashley, who stood opposite her, staring the Headstrong Diva down. "For this impromptu match made by John Cena before the break. And we are joined by the WWE Women's Champion Melina. I am glad to have you with us Melina."
"As you should be," the Latin-American champion retorted as the bell rang.
'Ding! Ding! Ding!'
"WHOA!" King exclaimed as Sheree and Ashley bolted at each other, the fans exploding as the punk-rock blonde cut through Sheree with a spear, nearly folding the Bostonian completely. "OH MY GOD!"
"Ashley like a missile! And now punching away at Sheree!" JR added, the fans exploding into a mixed reaction as Ashley furiously punched away at the Headstrong Diva, making the woman flail her legs dramatically as Melina laughed.
"Ashley caught Sheree by surprise!" King cried out as Sheree hastily rolled out of the ring with Ashley following close behind, rolling out of the ring after the brunette.
Sheree favoured her lips, being grabbed from behind by an angry blonde and thrown harshly into the barricade, the fans wincing as the Headstrong Diva collided with the wall back first, ignoring the referee as he demanded that she bring Sheree back into the ring. "Oh god!"
"Sheree getting thrown into the barricade there," JR commented as Ashley pulled Sheree up onto her feet. "The animosity just exploding between these two women. I don't understand how or why it got to this POINT!"
"Oh no!" King cried out, the fans releasing a loud 'Ohh!' as Sheree reversed Ashley's attempt to get her back in the ring, by throwing her violently into the ring steps.
"Gosh! What violent impact," JR added as Ashley laid on her front, nearly motionless.
"I know how it got to this point," Melina quipped with amusement as the referee sternly told Sheree to get back in the ring. "Jealousy."
"You'd know all about that huh," Jenna retorted. Melina ignored her.
Sheree grabbed Ashley by her short hair, ignoring the referee as he chastised her for doing so and pulled the punk rock blonde up onto her feet, throwing her back into the ring.
"Knowing who Sheree is personally, I now feel like I understand her," the Latin-American stated slyly as Sheree climbed back up onto the apron, blocking a punch from Ashley, and retaliating with a forearm that sent Ashley stumbling back.
"She had to sit on the sidelines as she watched a playboy cover girl take what could have been her spot at last year's WrestleMania-"
"Whoa wait a minute," King cut in as Sheree began to climb up the turnbuckles opposite where Melina sat, catching the Latin-American's attention as the Bostonian leveled her with a piercing icy look.
Melina smiled dangerously, running her hand over the title resting on her right shoulder. "Sheree's really eyeballing you Melina."
"Hmm," was the champion's response, watching as Sheree turned away from her and perched herself up on the top ropes.
"Sheree on the top rope. What's she gonna do?" JR wondered as Sheree watched as Ashley stumbled into her range, the Indianapolis crowd buzzing with an air of anticipation. "Sheree off the TOP!"
The Headstrong Diva launched herself off the ropes with a missile dropkick, but Ashley leaped out of the way, the fans releasing a wincing 'Ohh!' as Sheree hit the canvas stomach first. "OH! Nobody home!"
"Ah you see!" Melina chuckled arrogantly as Sheree groaned, rising up onto her knees as she wrapped her arms around her stomach. "Shouldn't have been putting all her attention on me. But I guess it can't be helped. The Women's Champion deserves all of the attention after all!"
"You just love hearing the sound of your own voice huh," Jenna retorted with disdain, as both women slowly stood up with Sheree still favouring her stomach. "And I don't like how you're implying my sister was jealous of Ashley!"
The Bostonian grunted as Ashley speared her into the corner opposite the timekeeper's area.
"Well when you're the daughter of a crazed nobody it leaves a lot to be desired," Melina quipped, making Jenna scowl, biting back harsh words as Ashley kicked her sister in the gut before pelting the brunette Bostonian in the face with vicious forearms, the referee imploring her to get Sheree out of the corner.
"Come on Melina! Is there any need for that?" King chastised. "That's their mother you're talking about!"
"So?" Melina retorted.
"Jane Huxley is a legend in this business Melina..." JR said, not pleased with her attitude or her tone, the referee starting a 5 count when Ashley refused to let up, aggressively assaulting Sheree with forearms to the face.
"Do we even know this chick?!" Melina spat out bitterly as Sheree shoved Ashley away from her at a count of three, the fans reacting as Ashley retaliated with a boot to Sheree's gut, making the Bostonian double over with a groan. The Latin-American cut off the commentators before they could respond. "Aside from being the mother of a newbie and a punching bag? No? Exactly. When did you guys start calling random nobodies legends?"
Ashley pulled Sheree out of the corner, charging forward towards the ropes opposite the stage. "That woman is not a legend. I am a legend!"
Ashley rebounded off the ropes, her right arm pulled back, ready to knock the stumbling Bostonian's head off, not noticing the dangerous spark in Sheree's blue eyes.
The fans reacted with surprise as Sheree viciously booted Ashley's arm away, and then let loose an explosive 'OHHH!' as Sheree grabbed Ashley around the waist from behind and launched her backwards, the Indianapolis crowd stunned and a touch horrified as Ashley landed harshly on the back of her head. "Oh..."
"Oh my god!" King exclaimed.
"My god what a German Suplex!" JR cried out as Sheree sat up with a dark scowl, a fire in her blue eyes as Ashley laid motionless on her stomach, her eyes wide. "That is why she is the #1 Contender for the woman to my right's WWE Women's Championship!"
Melina glared at the old man as he continued. "Quick! Sudden! Effective! Devastating impact!"
"Really?" Melina droned, unamused. "Did you have to say that?"
"Watch this," King said as Sheree slowly rose to her feet whilst the replays played. "Sheree kicks away Ashley's clothesline attempt, then dumps her right on the back of her head with the German!"
"Ashley landed harshly off the German Suplex," JR commented as Sheree slowly advanced towards the punk rock blonde, watching with a scowl as Ashley pushed herself off the canvas, dazed as she rose to her knees.
Jenna caught the look on her sister's face and cringed.
"I think Sheree's had enough of this match," the black-haired woman noted as Sheree approached the blonde.
The fans let loose a loud 'Ohh!' as Sheree connected with a huge mid-kick to Ashley's chest, making her groan loudly as she collapsed forward, the air being driven out of her lungs. "Goodness me!"
"My god what a kick!" JR exclaimed as Sheree glared at Melina whilst standing over a gasping Ashley, the Latin-American glaring back at Sheree, silent. "With one hard, devastating kick, Ashley is damn near breathless!"
"She knocked the wind out of her JR!" King added as Sheree pulled Ashley to her feet, whipping her towards the corner where the steps were.
Sheree ran at Ashley, but the women side-stepped her and tripped her up, sending the Headstrong Diva face first into the middle turnbuckle, the fans verbally wincing at the sight. "Oh, that's not good!"
"Sheree, going face-first into the second turnbuckles there," JR noted.
Sheree pulled herself back up onto her feet using the corner ropes, turning around, only for Ashley to leap up onto her thighs, hooking her hands behind the Bostonian's head and falling forwards.
"Monkey flip!" King called out as Ashley pushed up with her legs, propelling and flipping Sheree forward, sending the brunette flying into the middle of the ring, where she landed back first.
Both women rose to their feet, with Sheree wobbling slightly.
"Oh!" The fans cheered as Ashley sent Sheree crashing back down onto the canvas with a dropkick.
"Dropkick finds the mark- OH MY GOD!" JR exclaimed as Sheree rose to her feet with avengeance in mind, quickly retaliating with a monstrous shotgun dropkick that sent Ashley flying back into the corner. "My god what a dropkick!"
"Whoa..." Melina gasped, a touch surprised.
"I think you're right Jenna!" King exclaimed as Sheree rose to her feet with an angry scowl on her face. "Sheree has had enough!"
"Sheree nearly blasted Ashley off her feet with that dropkick!" JR stated as Ashley stumbled out of the corner. "And now-"
The fans released a loud 'OHHH!' as Sheree spun on the balls of her left foot, connecting with a spin kick to the side of Ashley's jaw, sending the punk-rock blonde crashing to the mat. "OH MY GOD! GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY! WHAT A VICIOUS SPIN KICK!"
"That's it! She's unconscious!" Jenna added as Ashley laid motionless at the feet of Sheree, who stared down at her with angry cold blue eyes.
"No mercy from the #1 Con- hey!" King suddenly exclaimed as Melina quickly flipped off her headphones, bolting towards the ring, the fans shouting out at the sight. "Wait a minute!"
Melina leaped up onto the apron, immediately jumping back off with a scream when Sheree charged at her, the crowd booing at her cowardice.
"Melina up on the apron!" JR noted as Sheree glared down at the champion, who smirked up at her, the Women's Championship around her right shoulder.
"She just HAD to get involved!" Jenna growled, thoroughly annoyed.
Sheree backed up into the middle, cutting her line in the sand and beckoning Melina to cross it.
"Sheree wants the Women's Champion!" JR said as the fans began to scream out. "Sheree wants- what the hell?!"
A hand grabbed Sheree's left shoulder from behind and the Headstrong Diva reacted on instinct, the fans releasing a loud 'Ohh!' as her elbow connected with someone's jaw.
Sheree turned around, surprised to see Jillian Hall staring up at her, favoring the side of her face with wide eyes.
"Jillian?!" King exclaimed in shock.
Sheree stared at the woman, confused and annoyed.
"The hell..." Jenna muttered as the fans began to roar out, their eyes wide. "What- WHOA!"
"Oh my god!" King exclaimed, eyes wide with horror at the sight of Victoria, Katie Lea and to their complete confusion, Layla, running past Melina and sliding into the ring with reckless abandon.
"What the hell?!" Jenna snapped in anger and confusion.
"Sheree watch out!" King cried out.
Victoria pounced like a lion launching at its prey, blasting Sheree off her feet from behind, the fans crying out as Sheree hit the canvas face-first.
"Victoria from behind!" JR cried out in anger as the referee rang for the bell, the fans booing in rage as all three women proceeded to viciously stomp out the Headstrong Diva, with Jillian punching away at Sheree's head. "This match ends in disqualification! This is a 4-on-1 mugging, what in the hell is this?!"
"Is that Layla?!" King exclaimed in shock as the four women continued to assault Sheree.
"Why?! Why is this happening?!" Jenna snapped.
A maniacal laugh cut through the boos, gaining everyone's attention, except the four women beating down Sheree.
Melina pulled herself up onto the apron and entered the ring, reveling in the fans anger, a microphone in her hand.
"This is all her doing!" Jenna raged as Melina laughed into the mic. "I just know it!"
"Get her up," Melina ordered.
The four women did as they were told, restraining Sheree by the arms as they pulled the brunette to her feet. Sheree lifted her head, dazed, but an angry glint in her blue eyes as she made eye contact with Melina.
"Oh Sheree," Melina cooed, ignoring the fans as they booed her. "Do you see what happens when you punch above your weight?"
The Paparazzi Princess smiled darkly as Sheree scowled at her through the pain, ignoring the crowd as they chanted 'You suck! You suck! You suck!' at her. "You talked a big game to Ashley but I am a different story entirely. Just face it Sheree. You will never be a champion."
Melina laughed obnoxiously in Sheree's face, the women restraining her also laughing, the fans booing intensely.
That soon turned into cheers when Sheree drove her forehead into Melina's face.
"Oh!" King cried out as Melina stumbled back, stunned.
"Sheree just headbutted the champion!" JR exclaimed as Sheree tried to fight out of her human restraints, glowering at Melina who stood frozen, the title falling from her shoulders. "Sheree refuses to give in!"
"She's a fighter but I don't know if this is smart!" King added.
"She doesn't have much of a choice King!" Jenna said, though she was extremely worried.
"Oh no..." King gulped as Melina slowly turn towards the hard cameras, a nasty snarl on her face.
"Melina's incensed!" JR exclaimed as Melina slammed the microphone harshly into the canvas, before launching at Sheree with a piercing scream, the fans releasing a loud 'OHHH!' as the Women's Champion viciously booted the Headstrong Diva in the face. "Oh my gosh! A vicious boot right to the face!"
"I hate this! Sheree is defenceless!" Jenna snapped as Melina stood over Sheree, roaring down at her in a rage as the fan's boos echoed throughout the Conseco Fieldhouse.
"We've called her a wildcat in the past," King said. "But I've never seen Melina as vicious and as dangerous as she is now!"
Melina glowered down at the Headstrong Diva, snarling as she then snapped her head up to look Victoria in the eyes.
"Widow's Peak," she snarled thickly, making Victoria's eyes light up. "I know you hate her just as much as I do! Hit her with the Widow's Peak!"
"Oh no..." King whispered fearfully as Victoria smiled viciously, before grabbing two fists-full of Sheree's brunette locks, slowly pulling her up as Melina stepped back, shouting "Do it!" as Victoria smirked evilly into Sheree's near lifeless blue eyes, before putting the brunette's head between her thighs. "This is... This is not right."
"This is giving me a horrible sense of Deja Vu," Jenna snarled.
"Victoria looking to do Melina's bidding by hitting the Widow's Peak on a defenceless Sheree!" JR spat as Victoria smiled widely at the crowd, whose boos increased in volume, ignoring the referee as he demanded them to leave Sheree alone. "And we know that won't be a problem for Victoria!"
"This is not right!" King said again as Victoria hoisted Sheree up onto her right shoulder, hooking her hands under Sheree's chin, Sheree's feet hooking over the Vicious Vixen's thighs.
"God!" JR spat out, the fans releasing a loud 'OHHH!' as Victoria dropped into a sit-out position, smashing Sheree's knees into the canvas and snapping the Bostonian's neck off her right shoulder, the fans erupting into a ruckus chorus of boos as Victoria threw her head back and laughed, while Sheree laid motionless on her stomach. "The Widow's Peak!"
Melina picked up the Women's Championship as Victoria stood up.
"This was a vicious, heinous assault, orchestrated by our vindictive, ruthless Women's Champion!" JR snarled.
"Sheree was set up! This was all Melina's plan from the start!" Jenna spat, watching with disgust as Victoria grabbed two fists full of her twin's shoulder-length brunette locks, ragging her by her hair. "To ambush Sheree ahead of WrestleMania!"
"Is this how Melina is gonna conduct herself as champion?!" JR growled, the fans boos increasing in volume as Layla, Victoria, Jillian and Katie kicked at Sheree, antagonizing the woman while Melina paced the ring, trying to rein in her anger. "By disrespecting Sheree's family legacy, and kicking her while she's down?!"
"Lift her up!" Melina spat.
The four women grabbed Sheree by her arms, lifting her up onto her knees. Melina crouched until she was eye level with Sheree whose head was hung, the Women's Championship in the Latina's grasp. The fans booed even more heatedly as Melina slapped at the Headstrong Diva, enraged.
"You think you're better than me? Huh?!" Melina growled as she slapped at the woman. "You think you're better than me?!"
"Melina's a bully!" King snapped as Melina rose back up to a vertical base as Victoria swiped Sheree's hair out of her face and pulled on it, giving Melina a good view of the dazed out of it look on Sheree's face, chants of 'You suck! You suck! You suck!' being heard around the arena. "She made her point! She didn't need to go this far!"
Melina grabbed Sheree roughly underneath the chin, her fingers digging into Sheree's cheeks as she leaned forward, snarling into Sheree's blue eyes as she rose the title till it was level with her face.
"Do you see this? YOU will NEVER have this! You will never be champion! Do you hear me Sheree HUH!" Melina snarled in the Bostonian's face. "Get this through your thick skull! You will NEVER EVER beat me! I am better than you!"
"You are a failure, just like your pathetic excuse of a mother!"
A fiery raging light returned to Sheree's eyes as she glared darkly at the woman an inch from her face.
"No one likes you! You have no legacy to restore! You are a pathetic loser!" Melina spat, ignoring the fans as they suddenly exploded.
"HEY!" King exclaimed.
Melina snapped her head to the stage, her eyes widening as Candice Michelle speared her to the canvas to loud screams, Melina screaming as the returning Diva punched away at her. "Oh my gosh! Is that Candice Michelle?!"
"YES!" Jenna cheered along with the fans as Mickie and Kelly Kelly burst into the ring, with Mickie ducking as Katie swung for her, the fans cheering as Mickie knocked the woman out with a Mick Kick, before immediately throwing hands with Victoria whilst Kelly went after Layla. "Thank god!"
"The cavalry has arrived!" JR exclaimed over the roar of the crowd. "Thank god indeed! Finally someone came to stop this! Because it's the right thing to do!"
"I cannot believe Candice is back!" King exclaimed. "Is that Kelly Kelly?!"
Seeing that all the Divas were preoccupied, Jillian Hall, realising that she was the only one who hadn't been attacked, grabbed Sheree by the hair to boos from the crowd.
"Hey! Hey! Someone get Jillian!" Jenna pleaded as the blonde-haired singer began to pull Sheree up onto her feet, only to be on the receiving end of a wicked spear, the Indianapolis crowd screaming at the sight. "WHOA!"
"GOOD LORD!" JR exclaimed as the fans erupted. "My god what a spear! Ashley just helped save Sheree!"
"Where the heck did she come from?!" King cried out in shock.
The fans cheered as Victoria, Jillian, Layla, Katie, and Melina got forcefully ejected from the ring, a shocked look on the champion's face as she stared at Candice with wide eyes.
"Candice and co just saved Sheree!" JR said as the Bostonian began to recover, slowly pulling herself up with help from Mickie James.
"Thank god for Candice!" Jenna sighed shakily with relief.
"Ashley went from brawling with Sheree to helping her!" King noted. "What changed?!"
Sheree favoured the back of her head, nodding her head at Mickie when the woman asked if she was okay, before staring at Ashley with a frown. "Whoa! Looks like we're about to find out."
The two women eyed each other silently.
"You... you better beat her ass!" Ashley growled.
"Don't worry. I will," Sheree replied.
"I don't know what was said," JR commented as "Headstrong" played throughout the arena. "They may not really like each other or get along, but right now all five of those women in the ring share the common goal of wanting to see Melina get hers!"
Sheree turned away from Ashley, a fiery look of determination and rage on her face as she glared up at the stage, where Melina now stood with Victoria, Jillian, Katie and Layla standing behind her, looks of anger and rage on their faces with the look on Melina's face being the most intense, glowering darkly at her WrestleMania opponent.
"You can tell by the look in their eyes," JR stated as Sheree stared coldly and heatedly at Melina, never taking her eyes off her.
"This is no longer just about championships and glory. No longer is it just about bringing prestige to a family legacy or remaining on top of the Divas Division for Sheree and Melina. It is personal between these two Divas and they are gonna beat the hell outta each other at WrestleMania 24 in Orlando, Florida! Will Sheree realise her dream in this explosive rivalry! Only herself and Melina know the answer to that!"
'Goodbye and Goodnight! BANG!'