Raw: July 27, 2009

Nikki, Brie, Torrie, Kelly, and I were in our locker-room putting our makeup on. The Diva Barrage, Team McCool, and the Insurgents now had their own separate locker-rooms, so there were no fights in the locker-rooms due to all the tension. This was a great idea. Now the locker-rooms were peaceful. I smiled as everyone was getting along. I grabbed my newly regained championship and headed towards my father's office without saying a word to the other Divas. I knocked on the door to Vince's office once I found it.

"Come in." Vince says from the other side.

I slowly walk in and close the door behind me. "Um...hey."

Vince (can I still call him that?) looks up from his paperwork. "Ah, Marissa. Please sit."

I sat down. "So um…I guess we're related."

"Yeah. I know this is a weird conversation to have. I'm sorry for not being there for your childhood. Your mother wouldn't let me see you. She wouldn't even tell me your name or the name of the man who helped raise you. I felt guilty, and that's why I looked into it."

"More like he did raise me. Mom left when I was about three for another man and had a kid with him."

"That's horrible."

"There's nothing I can do about it now. She died from a drug overdose."

"That's saddening. I know that this is going to be a weird adjustment for us, but if you need anything, tell me. By the way, you can still call me Vince. I'm sure that's what your comfortable with right now. "

"Okay...thanks. Bye, Vince. I'm gonna finish getting ready for the show tonight." I exited the office.

I slowly made my way through the halls to head towards Legacy's locker-room. This was a lot on my mind. I needed time to adjust to finding out Vince McMahon is my biological father, and to make matters worse, due to Mickie, the entire WWE roster and fans knew about it too. My career was going to be looked at differently now, and I hated it.

"Did you talk to Vince?" Randy asked me as I entered Legacy's locker-room.

"Yeah." I respond as I sit down on the couch.

"How'd it go?"

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"It was a short conversation."

"Oh."

"I just need to go kick some Insurgent ass now." I grab the tape from Randy to use.

"Don't let it become seven on one again."

I start to tape my wrists. "I'll be fine, but I can guarantee Melina won't be."

"You look like you're ready to snap someone's neck right now."

"More like Punt Kick people in the skull, but I know that's your thing. I do think expressing how I feel by saying it helps you understand."

"Feel free to do it. You have my blessing. I understand all too well."

"Thanks."

Randy puts his hand on my shoulder. "Remember to not be left alone against all of the Insurgents and prove your dominance over Mickie. By the way, kick her ass for using my move last night."

"Already planned on it. She knew what she was doing there and pissed me off."

"Good."

("Obsession" plays.)

Melina and Mickie walk out together. They both are grinning like cheshire cats.

Mickie holds her championship and grabs a microphone. "Last night, I made a statement. I became the second woman to win both the Divas and Women's Championship, and the first isn't much of a champion. Don't even get me started on the Women's Champion, Marissa. You know what? I'll tell you what I think of her. She doesn't deserve anything she has. She doesn't…"

You're not enough for me (Oh no no)

Just another man in love with me (Just another man ooh)

Gotta open up your eyes and see (hey, hey Oh well)

You're not enough for me (oh no)...

"Mickie, Mickie, Mickie, I don't like Marissa either, but right now, I have problems with the Insurgents. And I'll being getting my payback."

Melina grabs a microphone. "And while we're on the topic of problems, I have problems with both you and Marissa. I always have and…"

I know I want that girl so bad

I lie awake at night

And think of all the things that I would do

With a girl like that…

I walk down to the ring with a huge grin and my championship. I blow a kiss to the crowd and bow. I grab a microphone.

"Does everyone have a problem of some sort with me nowadays?" I ask. The crowd laughs.

"Well maybe everyone wouldn't have a problem with you if…" Mickie starts.

"If you weren't getting everything you wanted without working for it." Melina finishes.

"You know Marissa has worked to earn things. All the two of you are doing is trying to make a name for yourself off of us who worked to get where we're at." Michelle says.

"I agree. I still have problems with Michelle, but I have bigger problems with the two of you right now. I plan to take the Insurgents down. No matter what." I get in Mickie's face.

"I have the same goal as you, Marissa." Michelle says as she gets in Melina's face.

Melina and Mickie share a look and slap me and Michelle. Michelle and I share a look and attack them. The other Insurgents run down to separate us, but the rest of Team McCool and the rest of the Diva Barrage run through to the ring to attack the Insurgents. The Diva Barrage and Team McCool are working together, and it's a beautiful thing. I suddenly see Melina pull out a chair to hit Michelle. I know Michelle and I are on opposing teams, but the rest of both of our teams are working together.

I get away from Mickie and hit Melina with a dropkick making her drop the chair. Eve and Alicia pull her out of the ring. Mickie hits us with a double clothesline. Michelle and I get up. Michelle hits a Big Boot and then picks Mickie up, so I can beat on her. I hit some Ric Flair kind of chops on Mickie's chest. I slapped her. Michelle then hits a Faithbreaker on Mickie. I grab Mickie's legs and lock in the Figure-Four. She keeps tapping. Melina pulls her out of the ring. Maryse and Eve get in the ring with us. Maryse finds Mickie's WWE Divas Championship and holds it up in the air.

Michelle, Eve, and I raise our arms in victory along with her. Chants for the Divas of Domination fill the arena. I look at all the Divas laid out and Mickie and Melina struggling up the ramp. Michelle, Maryse, Eve, and I really are the dominant Divas in the WWE.