Coming back to ringside, “Smoke and Mirrors V2” blared throughout the arena and was met with a mixture of cheers and jeers Cody Rhodes and Su Yung made their way out of the back. Su had an extra bit of bounce in her step as they made their way to the ring, Cody holding the ropes open for the Diva before climbing in himself. As the two stood in the middle of the ring, the music was replaced by “Kountry Gentleman.” Chuck Taylor and KC Cassidy came out to a chorus of cheers, the WWE Champion proudly displaying his title around his waist as the two headed down the ramp. Soon enough they joined their opponents in the ring, Chuck removing the WWE Championship from around his waist to raise into the air across from Cody, a wide grin on his features.
The WWE Champion offered to start things off, holding the ropes open for Cassidy to climb to the outside. Just as soon as he had, it seemed that a decision was made for the other team as Cody made an “after you” gesture to his girlfriend and climbed out of the ring himself. This caught Chuck’s attention, looking between Yung and Rhodes for a moment before shaking his head.
“Hiding behind your woman, now, Rhodes?” He spoke up, clearly trying to egg a reaction out of his rival but not succeeding as the former champion simply shook his head.
“Unlike you, Taylor, I know how to properly please a woman,” Cody smirked, leaning forward against the top rope as the bell rang, “and give her exactly what she wants.”
His words were marked as soon as the match started by Su running forward and jumping up to wrap her legs around the champions head to hit a headscissors takedown right out of the gate.
Chuck quickly got back up to his feet now stumbling backwards from her with his arms out in protest, obviously not wanting anything to do with her. But Su just narrowed her eyes at her former friend before coming forth and driving her foot into the Kentucky native’s stomach before hitting him with a swift uppercut that sent him flying back into the nearest corner, away from either of their partners, while the Asian continued on her attack while whipping her hand out to connect against Taylor’s chest causing him to double over. A huge smile pulled at her lips as she looked down at him now bringing her hand underneath his chin to bring him up again as she switched; this time attacking him with a few harsh elbows to the jaw.
The champion unable to obviously bring himself to fight back instead protected himself as much as he possibly could, hands over his face which only infuriated Yung who aimed back at his stomach with her knee, then another harsh chop to the chest, stomach again and one more chop. Just as he’d dropped his arms she was about to deliver another only to be taken back as Chuck began furiously swinging his arms up and down in front of him in order to make her stand back from him. “STOP IT!” he screamed, stomping one of his feet against the mat in a bratty manner.
“Stop? Oh, you mean just like how I asked you to stop with the Cody bullshit. And how I asked you to stop bringing me, or our personal relationship into play?” she asked, arms crossed against her chest as she took a step closer.
Taylor seemed to hesitate now looking around himself for a moment before directing his attention back at her, “I didn’t mean to! I told you I didn’t mean to hurt you and I apologized for it!”
“I don’t forgive liars who purposely try to destroy their so called friends relationship just because they’re a piece of shit!”
After the words escaped Su’s lips she’d quickly reached out now yanking Chuck by the wrist before whipping him to the other side of the ring where he hit back first. Frustration could be seen on his face but the Asian woman had no intentions of stopping as she quickly charged forth, Taylor now sliding out through the ropes and onto the apron and by the time she reached the corner he was kicking his foot up to catch her in the head causing her to stumble back as she held onto it while perhaps not expecting it from him. Though as she turned herself around the Kentucky Gentleman now jumped up onto the top rope before coming back down and connecting to Su with a springboard dropkick.
Both stunned for a second; Chuck looked around now catching sight of KC who was standing on the bottom rope with her arm out just itching for him to make the tag. He shook his confusion off and got back to his feet now going over to make the tag but Yung stopped him right in his tracks after having lunged at him again to keep him from doing so, stomping on his foot now to keep him distracted for the second as she took a few steps back. Angry now Taylor charged forth but was quickly caught by the arm as Su sent him down with a hip toss.
The champion wasn’t able to get to his feet quickly as Yung fell to her knees now viciously striking Chuck in the middle of his back with both of her hands linked with the other just hitting him repeatedly with such force before she’d decided to get back to her feet, this time stomping down on him before going down to where his feet were. The Kentucky native rolled over onto his back trying to use his feet to kick her away but she turned around now grabbing a hold of both of his ankles before twisting the both of them around, Taylor having no choice but to roll back on his stomach with this, and as his feet remained within her grip she leaned forward now snatching his wrist in order to lift him into a pendulum swing. Each time she rocked him back and forth he screamed in his high pitched voice earning a smile from Su who then dropped her former friend to the mat right where he hit face first.
Making a show of dusting off her hands, Su moved around so she was standing in front of Chuck, leaning down to grab him by the hair with the intention to pull him to his feet. The champion went along with it, waiting until the last minute to reach up and grab Su’s head, dropping back to his knees with a jawbreaker. As the diva reeled and stumbled back into a corner, he hopped back up to his feet with a loud “HA!” Receiving a glare from her, Chuck waited for Yung to start back out of the corner before grabbing her around the middle for a belly to belly suplex, kipping back to his feet immediately after much to the crowd’s delight. Reaching down he grabbed Su by the arm, pulling her up into a wrist lock and twisting her arm behind her back. The Diva cried out in pain as he wrenched her arm, and almost immediately Chuck had released her and moved in front of her with a wide-eyed expression, effectively blocking the referee’s view of the Diva without realizing it.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t—AGH!” Quick as a flash, Su had raked the champion’s eyes. As he cried out and stumbled away to the middle of the ring she skipped around him and tagged in Cody. The former champion wasted no time in launching himself into a high-flying springboard dropkick that connected right in the middle of the ring. Rolling to his feet again quickly, Rhodes stood over the downed champion with a smirk, stomping down on his midsection viciously as the crowd expressed their displeasure at the couple’s tactics and KC yelled her support to her partner.
“You just can’t help yourself, can you?” Cody spoke as he stomped on the champion’s midsection again before backing up to go for a knee drop. “It must really suck to not be able to handle rejection, champ.”
Chuck dodged out of the way of the stomp, rolling across the ring near the ropes and grabbing ahold of them in order to demand that the referee keep Cody back so he could regroup and climb to his feet. “She’s a cheater!” the champion yelled out, earning an eye roll from the Georgian who shrugged it off and took a step forward only for Taylor to quickly grab the referee, pulling him in front to guard him as he pointed a finger. “You’re both cheaters! That’s why you’re not champion anymore!” Taylor’s words now causing a frown to replace the smile that once appeared on Cody’s face as he reached out to grab the referee by the shirt motioning him over to the side. Chuck however quickly turned around now kicking his leg out to catch the former champion in the knee causing Rhodes to grab onto it as he spun around, stumbling a bit before quickly shaking it off to turn around. But just as he did he was met face first with a huge boot by Taylor that knocked him to the mat while the Kentucky Gentleman proceeded to brush his shoulders off while looking down at Cody while mouthing off, “Reject that!”
It was Rhodes’ turn to roll away to the ropes, climbing to his feet in the corner near the announcers. Chuck wasn’t deterred by the referee from coming forward to continue his attack. Charging forward, he ended up catching Cody’s foot as the Georgia native attempted to catch him off guard, grinning at the slightly surprised and wary expression Rhodes gained when his foot became trapped. Nothing happened for a moment before Chuck simply winked at the other and then yanked the leg in his hold back and up so that Cody’s other leg flew out from under him, sending the Georgia native back to the ground in the corner. From there Taylor began to stomp on the downed male, his movements becoming rapid and forceful as he continued until the referee forced him from the corner, the champion continuing to stomp his feet on the mat as he rotated in a circle for a moment much to the fan’s delight. Stopping, he turned his head to look in the direction of Cody as the referee was checking on the other before moving and shoving the ref out of the way so that he could drag the other up by the head.
Pulling Cody from the corner, Chuck lifted him up to go for the Awful Waffle, the Georgia native struggling for a moment before slipping out of his grip. Feet hitting the ground, he wasted no time going for a swinging neckbreaker on Chuck. Connecting, he got back to his feet and applied an armlock on the champion before pulling him back over to his and Su’s corner. Realizing what was about to happen, Chuck managed to yank free of Cody’s grip just as Yung tagged in, scrambling away and across the mat with wide eyes. Rhodes raised an eyebrow, but shrugged and climbed out of the ring as Su approached the Kentucky Gentleman. Chuck immediately held up his hands in surrender, prompting KC Cassidy to roll her eyes and reach out to tag herself in, sparing him of any further physical confrontation with the Asian.
Meanwhile Su wore a big smile on her face while mouthing off something to Taylor while the Australian diva made her way into the ring, immediately going over and shoving Yung back so that she stumbled a bit before stopping herself now directing a glare in Cassidy’s direction. This time KC flashed a big smile of her own before Su slung her arm forward connecting with a slap to her opponents face who was taken back in shock for a moment before quickly firing back with her own slap. Both women stared at one another before rushing forth only for Yung to grab a huge handful of Cassidy’s hair before snapping her backwards onto the mat. Pain could be seen on the Aussie’s face but she quickly got back to her feet before being hit with a harsh forearm to the jaw, not once, but three times enough to the point she was backed into the ropes where Su could whip her over toward the other side of the ring.
KC’s small frame went across the ring into the other ropes before coming back, ducking underneath the Asian’s arm before going to hit the others once more. As Yung turned around though the Aussie leaped forward now taking down her opponent with a crossbody; both got to their feet quickly and once more as Su turned around she was taken back to the mat once more but this time with a clothesline. Again to their feet with fast speed as Cassidy was on a roll still now leaping forward and catching the Asian diva with a dropkick but she refused to stay down long, holding onto her head as she spun around setting her sights on KC again before running forth. Once she made it close enough Cassidy stuck her foot out causing her opponent to stumble forth and land into the middle ropes before the champion’s girlfriend took off towards the opposite ropes now whipping herself from them for leverage and as she approached Su she grabbed onto the top ropes to swing her feet forward in attempts for a 619 but Yung quickly slid underneath the bottom ropes to get out.
Just as she swung her feet back into the ring and had them flat on the mat Su reached in and yanked the diva’s feet causing her to crash to the mat face first, the Asian now jumping up onto the apron before grabbing the ropes for help as she leaped over the top and ending in a double stomp to Cassidy’s back that made her cry out in pain as she rolled around on the mat while holding onto her back. Once more the devious grin returned to Yung’s face as she reached down now grabbing a hold of KC’s ankles and crossing them while still keeping a hold on them, knees in her back while bringing her free arm to grab her opponents neck before flipping over to apply the bow and arrow stretch; once more going for the other woman’s back with this move. Cassidy’s pain once more visible as she tried to claw at Su’s hand that was on her neck but only able to for a second before giving up as the Asian diva kept the move held in for a minute or so, finally having no choice but to drop it as she rolled the other diva off who was both holding onto her back and trying to grasp for air. Innocent smile on Yung’s face as she motioned a hand over to Cody to see if he wanted to get in the action.
A small frown was seen on Rhodes’ features as he looked from his girlfriend to Cassidy, then across the ring to see the worried champion stretching his arm out and calling support to the Aussie. The frown soon shifted into a smile as he nodded to his own girlfriend, Su happily tagging him in and pressing a kiss to his cheek once he hopped over the ropes into the ring. With Yung leaving the ring, Cody simply took his time reaching KC, watching as she slowly recovered and tried to make it to her corner to tag Chuck in. Just as it looked like she was about to reach her goal, he stomped down on the middle of her back, Chuck immediately being heard yelling at the Georgia native who simply looked at him with a glare as he leaned down to pull Cassidy up via her hair.
“Just because you’re too much of a wuss to treat a female like a normal opponent doesn’t mean I’m going to be the same,” he commented, ignoring the referee’s attempts at scolding him for his grip on the Aussie female’s hair, “better get over that shit fast, Taylor. Friendly or not.”
As he finished speaking, Cody doubled his grip in the struggling Diva’s hair and proceeded to slam her backwards into the mat with it just as the referee reached a count of three. Moving forward to continue his attack, he was met by a surprisingly quick to recover Cassidy, who kicked him in the midsection before running at the ropes in attempt to pick up momentum. Ducking under the diva one her return, Cody ran for the ropes as well, but instead of rebounding and going back he leapt up to springboard from the middle rope and connected with Beautiful Disaster to the unsuspecting champion. As Chuck toppled to the ground on the outside, Cody landed on his feet and was greeted with KC’s attempt at a headscissors takedown similar to what Su had done to Chuck in the beginning of the match. Cody countered, however, catching Cassidy mid-air and turning to powerbomb her into the now-empty corner. With a pained yell the Aussie slumped to the mat, gripping her back as Cody leaned against the top rope, curiously searching out where Taylor was for a moment before turning back to the Diva. Leaning down to grip her by the legs, he dragged her back out of the corner and to the middle of the ring in order to go for the first, lazy, attempt at a pin that night.
One… Two… Kick out!
Sitting up, Cody turned his head to look at the Aussie for a moment before shrugging and rolling to his feet with clear intents to continue dismantling her. As soon as he was back to his feet, he began stomping on Cassidy methodically, shades of Orton all the way up to him backing up to the ropes for a knee drop. He was surprised by Chuck grabbing ahold of his leg to stop him, sending Cody falling face-first into the canvas. Kicking the champion off his leg, he rolled over to glare at Chuck as the referee scolded the other for his interference. Climbing to his feet, Cody leaned against the top rope to snap at the other.
“Are you that desperate to have my attention, now? Or are you scared that your girlfriend can’t handle it?” Cody called to him, earning a glare from Chuck as he turned to kick Cassidy in the side lightly before leaning down to help pull her to her feet. Wrapping an arm around her neck, he turned her toward Chuck as he climbed up onto the apron again.
“Don’t underestimate her, she can take care of herself…maybe it’s you who’s scared eh buddy? Scared I’m going to drop you on your precious head again?” Chuck’s words only served to agitate Rhodes, his eyes narrowing before he shoved Cassidy toward the corner. Raising his arms up to either side of him, he paced back a few steps toward his own corner to give Chuck space to climb into the ring free of worry, though the tag hadn’t been made yet.
“Who would be scared of a fool?” Cody called out, smirking confidently. “Come on, pal, I’m not opposed to smashing your face to pieces instead of just taking a pin.”
The champion didn’t hesitate at that moment now reaching through to tap KC on the shoulder to tag himself in, quickly moving between the ropes but stopping in order to check on his girlfriend who just motioned him away to go handle his business as she slowly started to roll herself out. Taylor turned his attention to Rhodes before charging forth as the other did the same trying to get him with a clothesline but the Kentucky native ducked underneath it, turning around quickly to catch Cody with a huge elbow to the face once he’d turned around. A laugh escaped the Georgian’s lips whilst stumbling back for a second but he’d quickly regained his footing before firing back with his own as the two men clashed; firing one forearm after the other until the referee was getting in between the two until they broke apart. Both taking a step back while still glaring into the others direction while slowly starting to come forth again. This time Cody catching Taylor with a kick to the stomach before snatching a hold of his wrist where he then proceeded to whip him over into the left corner facing the ramp where his back hit with full impact. As Chuck stood there trying to regain his strength Rhodes backed up into the other corner before coming at full speed only to meet Taylor’s boot before he hoisted himself up to the top in a seated position, yanking Cody backwards to wrap his arm around his neck before leaping forward bringing them both down to the mat, Chuck in a seated position, as Rhodes jaw bounced off his opponents shoulder after the successful diamond dust. Taylor then crawled back over to Cody before hooking his leg for the pin.
Frustrated Chuck rolled over now grabbing ahold of his opponents hair to lift him up into a seated position before wrapped that arm around his neck, going to hook his hands together in order to lock it in tighter as the former champion began to struggle; attempting to get out of the hold. But with each movement Taylor proved to tighten it causing Cody to tense up as he kept his hands on the others arms trying to push the others arm from around his neck but to no avail. Finally after a few Rhodes’ reared his elbow back which resulted in a huge jab to Chuck’s stomach and after a few blows the headlock began to loosen up until the Georgian could easily slip out of it as they both struggled to quickly get to their feet once more. Cody was quick to get to his feet first so by the time the champion got to his, he was being sent back down to the mat by a quick dropkick. But just as fast as he’d fallen he was back to his feet now charging forth only to be caught again by Rhodes who snatched him by the arm and sent him to his back with a hip toss; this time keeping a hold of his arm. As the Kentucky Gentleman tried to get out of the hold Cody wrenched his arm back causing the high pitched scream to escape his lips followed by some mumbling as he again attempted to move about. “Come on scream again Taylor.” The former champion urged on as he yanked back again now forcing Chuck further to the mat while he used his right knee to press into his opponent’s shoulder. It caused further pain for Taylor who was flailing his other arm around on the mat before managing to reach over and poke Rhodes in the eyes which caused him to release the hold.
Chuck continued to hold onto his arm while slowly getting to his feet while Cody tried to shake off what had just happened, rubbing at his eyes violently before looking back over towards his opponent. The Kentucky native looked over just in time as Rhodes came at him now managing to dish out one blow to the other mans stomach but it wasn’t enough to stop him as he grabbed a handful of Taylor’s hair now yanking him back to the middle of the ring before releasing it so he could grab the same arm he was working on prior before once more whipping the champion over into the corner. Chuck hit back first but as Cody came forth he quickly moved out of the way causing the Georgian to crash shoulder first into the pole. On the outside Su was seen holding her hands over her mouth before quickly removing them in order to smack her hands against the top turnbuckle for encouragement while Taylor looked around in confusion for a moment before shrugging his shoulders. A huge goofy smile creeping across the champ’s lips as he reared back before swinging his hand forward in order to smack Cody on the ass which instantly caused him to shoot up, hitting his head against the turnbuckle before turning around and quickly moving out of the corner as he looked at Taylor with wide eyes as he held his head. Shock was visible on the former champions face but Chuck just innocent waved at him before reaching out to grab a hold of his wrist, taking the already stunned Cody Rhodes down to the mat with a successful Sole Food. He went for a pin immediately after.
Before the referee could get past a count of two, Su Yung was in the ring and bringing a lead pipe down on Chuck’s back with an enraged scream. The champion cried out, sitting up straight from the pinning position only to receive another hit from the Asian diva as the bell rang to signal a disqualification. A scream left Chuck’s lips as she repeated the process a third time, right before she was tackled to the mat by KC. The two girls rolled around the ring, fighting as Chuck rolled in pain on the mat. Recovering from Sole Food, Cody was quick to his feet and yanked Cassidy off Su by the waist, tossing her to the mat by her boyfriend. Not paying any further attention to the two, he leaned down to help Su up, KC doing the same for Chuck on the other side of the mat. Once both were to their feet, Su surprised the Georgia native by darting around him and trying to launch herself at the couple on the other side of the ring. He caught her around the waist at the last moment, however, lifting her up and spinning around to set her down behind him again, her legs kicking the air as he did so.
“Let me go, Cods Roads! I’m gonna teach him a lesson!” As the two struggled Chuck, wide-eyed now, exited the ring with KC at his side, quickly retrieving his title and heading for the ramp just as Cody finally let go of his girlfriend. Su glared after them, jumping up and down by the ropes and flailing her arm. “Get back here! Coward! You’re lucky Cods wouldn’t let me get my hands on you again!”
Chuck looked at her in disgust as he straightened himself out before yelling back at the Asian diva, “I’m not a coward Su, there’s no reason to be terrified of a little five foot, seven inch Asian broad who’s known for how many times she sucks Rhodes’ dick!” His response just getting amusement out of Yung who tried to hold back her own laughter.
"Funny because I’m starting to think you’re just angry you can’t suck his dick! And if you’re not scared then prove it, face me, just the two of us..next week Chuckie T!" Both Cody and KC seemed to be taken back while the champion quickly yelled back without really thinking about it. "You’re on!" As the words escaped his lips he motioned at Cassidy so the two of them could turn around and continue making their way towards the back as the camera then turned to a happy Su Yung who just turned around to Cody who looked impressed, the couple sharing an embrace before the camera faded out.
Red hair was seen streaking past the camera backstage, the angle turning to follow Taeler Hendrix as she continued to run from her former friends and teammates. Buggy’s eerily calm laugh chased her, the camera once again turning to see the two women as they came into the frame, just missing Hendrix by seconds. Britani’s eyes narrowed as they got to the end of the hall where it split into two, catching Buggy’s attention and nodding toward one before stalking down the other, Buggy creeping down the opposite one.
The camera followed Buggy this time as she moved slowly down the hall, coming to a closed door. She looked back to the crew and held her finger to her lips before mouthing, ‘shhhh!’ She slowly grabbed the knob, turning it gently so it wouldn’t make a sound before throwing the door open quickly and jumping inside only to find it completely empty. There was a pause as she looked around before huffing, going to turn around only to be blindsided by Taeler as she burst into the frame. Wasting no time, she threw Buggy into the wall of lockers, licking her lips in glee at the pain across the alternative diva’s face as she crashed into the unforgiving metal. Buggy didn’t crumble, though, coming back with vicious right and left jabs, going for Taeler’s face, working out her every frustration and anger over the last few months on the deceitful Hendrix with little remorse.
“You bloody rat!” Britani’s voice suddenly echoed down the hallway and Taeler knew she was caught again. Taeler stopped trying to fight back and began trying to escape, stumbling out of the room and hightailing it down the hall without even a glance behind her. She knew Britani was hot on her heels and soon Buggy was as well. Taeler was nearly to the end of the hall when she fell forward, the redhead obviously not expecting it as her hands barely even made it out to break her fall. It wasn’t immediately obvious what had happened to cause the violent spill, but the cameras stayed honed in on the fallen diva and it wasn’t long until who, not what, was responsible for her fall.
Devon Moore stepped into the hallway, an easy going grin on his face as the camera swiveled back to Knight and Nova, catching the looks on either woman’s face. Knight’s eyes were glazed over as she began to stalk down the hallway, leaning over a winded Hendrix and grabbing a fist full of her fiery hair in an unrelenting grip. She motioned for something from Devon, who seemed to suddenly remember that he had a job to do as well, as he reached into his back pocket and produced a set of traditional handcuffs as well as a set of flexi-cuffs.
Buggy clapped her hands and squealed happily, skipping down the hallway and catching Dev in a massive hug while he awkwardly patted her shoulder, “Awwwwww, Devvy! I don’t care what they say about youuuu! You’re the bestest!”
“I still don’t understand why your ass needed two of ‘em,” he remarked casually to Knight as she straightened, dropping her grip on Taeler’s locks so that her face slammed back into the concrete floor, earning a groan.
Knight just blinked at him before looking back down to admire her handiwork, having used the flexi-cuffs to secure Hendrix’s thumbs together before cuffing her wrists, basically eliminating any chance that the redhead would be getting free before they were done with her.
“I’m just kinky like that, I guess,” she quipped, lips splitting in a grin that was all fangs before she tilted her head at them both, “You’re ready?”
Buggy nodded enthusiastically, hopping over Taeler’s prone body and pulling Britani into a smothering hug and kissing her cheek, “Let’s show her how kinky we can be~!”
Britani hugged her back, kissing her temple gently and nodding to Dev who shook a set of keys in her direction. Together, Buggy and Britani hauled the restrained Taeler to her feet, attempting to lead her out of the arena, but she fought with despite her hands being behind her back. After watching them struggle, Dev got annoyed and picked her up, slinging her over his shoulder and tossing the keys to Knight. The camera stayed on their backs until the back door of the arena closed behind them.
‘Smothered’ began to play as the crowd got to their feet cheering for Sami Callihan as he made his way to the ring. He looked more agitated than usual, trademark scowl in place as he kept a watchful eye expecting Danny Havoc to appear at any second. As he crawled into the ring, he threw up his hand, the crowd exploding and temporarily drowning out his entrance theme before it was rudely cut off by Hatebreed’s ‘Facing What Consumes You’, the audience’s mood shifting sharply to one of discontent as Britani Knight began to walk out.
There was a moment of confusion for everyone as Buggy Nova trailed behind the former women’s champion, grabbing for Britani’s arm to stop her as they stood at the top of the ramp. Britani’s blythe demeanor changed momentarily as she turned, setting her eyes on her best friend and cupping her face with both hands to presumably calm the nervous Californian. It seemed to assuage some of Buggy’s worry as she nodded in acceptance, still following best friend to the ring and helping her shrug out of her leather jacket before Britani confidently ascended the stairs and getting into the ring.
For all her posturing, the referee still asked Knight if she indeed wanted to go on with the match, getting an assured nod as his answer while Callihan just glowered at her from across the ring. Britani stood poised, meeting his gaze with her own, shoulders squared and seemingly ready for whatever he wanted to throw at her. The bell rang and Callihan was off like a shot, grabbing her by her hair and snapping her back against the mat by it. There was no sound from Knight as she took the punishment, not even a whimper as he picked her up once again by the hair and threw her into the ropes causing her to hit them wrong and botch a rebound, only to hit her with a bicycle kick.
Though Knight had still managed to make no sound, Buggy was far from silent as she watched her best friend get basically ragdolled. Her hands flew to her mouth as she gasped at the kick to her face, quickly moving to the side of the ring closest to Britani and trying to ask her if she was alright without it being counted as interference. Knight forced herself to her feet and nodded, by the hardest making herself grin at Callihan as a taunt while she looked at him through her hair. It was enough to catch Sami off guard and sensing the pause, Knight dug in.
“What’s the matter, Sami?” she asked, seemingly rhetorically as the crowd quieted in a futile attempt to hear their conversation, “You worried?”
Callihan gave no answer as he charged her again, but Britani had managed to catch her breath enough to duck under his lariat attempt, whipping her hair out of her face and rounding on him at the same time he turned toward her, rocking him with a fist to the jaw. While the referee reprimanded the closed fist shot, it didn’t seem to matter to Knight who just continued.
“You worried she’s going to see the real you, Sami?” she questioned again, the punch having enough spice to it that it’d given him pause and his eyes widened at her words enough that she caught it. Taking further advantage, she planted her boot in his gut, then jerked her knee up to catch him in the face once he doubled over. Sami reeled for a moment, stumbling back and holding his nose while keeping his eyes on her. She tried to whip him against the ropes, but he reversed it, butting his shoulder into her as she came around, sending her to her back again.
Britani quickly rolled away before he could drop all his weight down on her, catching nothing but mat. With them both off their feet, Britani took the chance to be eye-level with him before leaning in to speak against his ear, “Why don’t you go crazy on me, Sami? Why don’t you show them what you’re capable of?”
She fell back against the ropes, cracking a grin and breathing hard before she started to laugh to herself as Sami visibly struggled with the concept of unleashing hell on her. On one hand, he wanted nothing more than to hurt her, to use her pain to get to Danny… At the same time, her words hit too close to home. He /was/ scared of letting go completely. He couldn’t figure out why and poking around for the answer in his own mind was as unpleasant as it came, so he avoided it.
“Shut the fuck up!” he snapped back, dragging his hands through his hair and over his face as he tried to keep the worst of his temper under control, “You don’t know shit!”
He was to his feet again and snatching her up by her hair, causing her to stumble until she got her feet under her again while he held all of her weight like she was nothing. Pressing his forehead to hers, he started to laugh, too, as Britani kept the smirk on her face through the obvious fact that he was hurting her.
“You want to hurt me, yeah?” she started again, giving him pause as he tried to figure out her new angle, “Go ahead. If that’s what it takes to make you see… Go ahead, Sami…”
He continued to hold her up, bringing his free hand around her neck, “Shut your goddamn mouth.”
Britani gave him a final mocking smile, “See if they don’t all turn on you, too.”
That was enough to make Callihan finally lose it, the words finally hitting their mark as he realized that was what really worried him more than anything. He knew if he did what he wanted to, they’d all look down on him like they did Danny and Britani, and he didn’t want that. He had gotten weak; he wasn’t used to being alone anymore. He violently set her up for a sitout suplex slam, jerking her up but she shifted her weight at the last second and managed a swinging DDT but he blocked it. Catching her mid-swing, he threw her down with gorilla press slam before hooking her leg lazily for the pin.
As the ref’s hand hit the mat for the three count, Danny Havoc came barreling into the ring, attacking Callihan outright and yanking him off of Knight. The two men began to exchange blows, fists flying back and forth as all the attention went to them. Meanwhile, Buggy had crawled into the ring just enough to pull Britani to the apron, trying to make sure her friend was okay while also trying to avoid being hit by the brawling superstars. It was no use as Buggy was suddenly attacked from behind herself, Taeler Hendrix having run to ringside and begun wailing on Buggy’s exposed back with hard, clubbing forearms. Buggy turned her attention away from her fallen friend to try and defend herself, either woman tangling their hands in each others’ hair as they began to tussle as well.
There was chaos in the ring for several minutes before Britani was alert enough to help a losing Buggy by pulling Taeler off of her, sending her crashing back into a barricade. As Knight stepped toward Taeler, the redhead ran for the back, Knight and Nova not even hesitating to give chase through the back of the arena while Danny and Sami still fought around ringside.
Finally, they were forced to break apart as well, this time by several referees and security as Danny had tried to haul Callihan over a barricade and into the crowd in an attempt to bring their fight backstage. At the end of it, Danny was brought over near the crowd and Sami was on the opposite side of the wall, still with an army of people holding them back. Either man stood breathing hard, Danny with blood dripping from his lip and Sami with a busted nose. As a final measure of taunting, Danny held the title up high, signaling that no matter what happened, he was still the champion while Callihan was still the loser as RAW cut to a commercial.
Highlights of last week’s match between Summer and Alicia begin to play as TNR returns. After showing Alicia’s back to back to back wins over Summer, cameras switch to backstage where Matt Striker is standing by.
"Welcome back, everybody, my guest at this time is one time WWE Women’s Champion, Alicia Fo—oh.." He stops abruptly as he shoved slightly aside by an arriving Summer Rae. The camera zooms out as she pokes a finger in Matt’s chest.
"Did you SEE what happened to me last week, Striker!?" Summer screeches, causing Matt to wince.
"Uhh..you getting pinned by Alicia Fox twi—"
"No, you…you cretin!" She stomps her foot and smacks him on the shoulder. "What you and everyone else saw was Alicia Fox CHEATING! It’s quite, quite obvious she paid that ref off. I mean, Alicia? That peasant, beating me? How. Utterly. Laughable.” Summer clutches her stomach as she lets out an ear-splitting laugh. Striker stares and laughs nervously before stopping as Alicia is seen walking up behind Summer. She looks over and smiles at Matt before joining Summer in laughter. Summer starts to quiet down as she turns around to see Alicia laughing.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA—bitch." Fox pulls back her fist as if she’s about to strike, causing Summer to shriek and quickly move behind Matt. "First off, don’t ever attempt to take my interview spot again. Second, you lost, twice by the way, because you were too caught up in your own hype. I don’t know how the hell you’re gonna go after the Women’s Title when you can’t even stay focused in a simple match against someone you deem a simple peasa—"
"Oh my godddddddddd stop talking! Eesh!" Summer covers her ears and cringes directly at the camera before putting her hands back down and looking back at Alicia. "I can focus on a match, thank YOU very much. And I’ll prove it to you. Next week, I challenge you to a rematch. And! I choose the official for the match. No cheating for you, Foxy!"
"….is she for real right now?" Alicia looks over at Striker who just shrugs in confusion. Rolling her eyes, she looks back at Summer and holds out her hand. "Fine. Deal."
"Great! See you next wee—AAHH!" Summer goes to shake Alicia’s hand, but Alicia pulls back a fist with a smirk before Summer shrieks, once again, and runs out of view. Alicia steps closer to Matt Striker and the two strike up a quiet conversation as TNR rolls on.
The fans suddenly came to life at the sound of Mickie James’ entrance music — almost torn down the middle, after the recent happenings between the stunning Southern Belle and the opposition. She took little time in bounding out from the back, tossing her hand in the air with her index finger extended before she swooped her gaze around the arena, her finger trailing over numerous Indiana fans. A genuine smile was on the woman’s face as she briefly paused before she made her way down the ramp, a slight skip to her step before she rushed the ring to slide in under the bottom rope, flipping her hair back with the same smile as she went to her knees.
Slowly, she went to her feet, and she then hopped over to her corner. She spoke to the referee softly as her eyes scanned the ringside area, surely looking for any sore thumbs — particularly Allysin Kay or Portia Perez. The referee nodded back to her, and Mickie’s smile then grew larger before she leaned back into the turnbuckles before she stretched forward, and “Love Diease” began to play.
The Women’s Champion, to no surprise, strode out in little to no time. Her championship was wrapped around her waist, a “On Thursday, we want divas” tank hanging from her frame. Rather than pausing at the top of the ramp, Caylee strode down to the ring with an air of confidence — a pride radiating off of her. She hopped up the steel steps to easily glide into the ring, removing her championship from around her waist before she widened her eyes in interest in Mickie’s direction, lightly shaking the title in her direction with a playful grin before she tossed it over to the referee.
The two competitors, a moment later, were then two to toe. Smiles were worn on both the diva’s faces as they spoke lowly to one another. One statement from Caylee in particular caused Mickie to laugh, and the two then broke apart, the champion then twisting on her heel to head to the corner, leaning through the ropes to shout for a microphone. She retrieved one quickly, and she then turned around, tapping on the top of it softly. “I think it’s time that I start being honest. With all of you, with my competition, with me,”
Caylee’s lower lip protruded as she returned next to Mickie, tossing her arm around Mickie’s neck. “You see, Mickie and I — we’ve been waiting for this. Waiting for this picture perfect moment. Two controversial, independent, loved-or-hated-no-in-between, but respected women who only want the best for our division. Two women who bring the best every damn show… finally locking up. You might ask, ‘Why haven’t you already? Why have you wasted all our times? Made us sit on our hands for the magnificence that we’re about to witness?’ And it’s simple, we both have always had a pest; a problem that needed fixing.”
Caylee breathed in, frowning. “But unfortunately, Mickie, my dear darling, still has two incessant, lowly bugs trailing after her, and to them, I want to make one thing perfectly clear. We, want to make one thing perfectly clear. I may not be picture perfect to management, and I might’ve been a horrid representation for what the WWE should be to the eyes of some, but management and I, we are capable of agreeing that some situations should never… ever be interrupted. Some matches deserve the time, not the annoying interruptions of children. So…”
Caylee cocked the microphone to the side, down to Mickie’s mouth as she looked around the audience, wiggling her brows. “My sweet darlin’ to my left made sure that if you appear, you’re suspended, and your first match back? Well, let’s just say it won’t be pleasant.”
Caylee cocked a grin, then took the microphone back, looking out to the crowd, “Now, let’s see some goddamn wrestling, am I right?”
The crowd popped as Caylee chucked the microphone aside, and the show then faded out to a commercial break as the two divas prepared themselves.
The show returned as the two divas locked up tightly, the two went to their knees, battling for power, but Caylee managed to back Mickie up into the corner after an evident struggle. Mickie was quick to twist them around, her forearm pressing against Caylee’s cheek as she kept her secure until the four, then breaking clean. The two stood toe-to-toe for a moment, exchanging words until Mickie skipped back, earning a small clap from the champion who then started to circle the ring, forcing Mickie to follow in suit. The two surged forward again, and Mickie ducked down to a knee and twisted around Caylee’s frame to secure a waist lock before she slammed the champion down to her stomach. Caylee quickly twisted to a seated position, her hands locking around Mickie’s before she struggled to her knee, then to her feet before she snatched onto Mickie’s arm and jerked herself free as she locked on a wrist lock.
Mickie struggled in it, but wisely tucked and rolled forward to alleviate the tension. She immediately swept Caylee’s legs from beneath her at the low angle, and then went for a quick pin.
Caylee kicks out! The two then shot up to their feet, and eyed each other skeptically. The audience seemed split down the middle — half chanting for the champion, and half for the holder of the ladies Money in the Bank briefcase. Both women shot the audience a grin before they went to the center of the ring once more, Caylee extending her hands for a Greco-Roman knuckle lock. Mickie seemed apprehensive, but she soon locked hands with the champion and Caylee surged forward to dig her shoulder into one of Mickie’s, but Mickie fought back with the same shoulder. The test of strength didn’t allow either woman the advantage — each teetering and tottering back. Caylee stuck her leg behind Mickie’s, trying to bridge the older woman backwards, but Mickie fought against it and then swung her’s behind Caylee’s to successfully send the champion into a bridge.
Caylee managed to roll out of it, twisting around to quickly snatch onto an unsuspecting Mickie’s wrist to then torquing it hard enough to send Mickie to the canvas. Mickie quickly worked herself to her feet, and she then dropped down to twist herself free to then lock a wrist lock onto the champion, who immediately rolled backwards before she flipped forward to break the hold, then grabbing onto Mickie’s wrist to snap her right back down to the mat with it, this time with Mickie on her stomach. Caylee dropped down, digging her knee into Mickie’s shoulder before she then grabbed onto Mickie’s hand — bending the fingers of the Southern diva backward and methodically. Mickie struggled beneath the champion, and Caylee then twisted the wrist lock into a hammer lock. This allowed Mickie the opportunity to then roll to her knees, up to her feet before she blindly surged backwards with the hammerlock still tied in, driving Caylee’s back into the turnbuckles.
Mickie only backed up at the four, her hands innocently in the air, but she then went for a vicious chop. Caylee managed to duck beneath it, and as she twisted around she lifted up a finger to wag it towards Mickie. Mickie grinned, and the two then broke out to circle the ring once more before they locked up tightly. Mickie jerked Caylee in for a tight side headlock, but Caylee managed to jerk her head out of the position, then holding onto Mickie’s locked hands before she swept her feet to bring her down for the mat, going for a pin.
Mickie kicks out! Mickie kipped up to her feet, despite Caylee still having a grasp on her hands, and she immediately backed Caylee up into the corner, and only moved at the four to then snatch onto Caylee’s wrist to whip the champion off into the opposite corner. Caylee scaled the ropes and backflipped over the oncoming Mickie James before she then dropped down and tried to catch the diva with a roll up, but Mickie stood strong and twisted around, digging her knees into Caylee’s shoulders before she leaned back to grab onto Caylee’s legs for a pin of her own.
Caylee kicks out and reverses it!
Mickie kicks out and rolls into another pin on the champion!
Caylee powers out again, flipping Mickie over to her stomach for another pin attempt!
And another reversal! And another, and another, and another, until Caylee forcibly shoved Mickie away to then roll to her feet — the arena only having a moment to pop before Mickie rushed forward to run into a side headlock takeover. Mickie, however, immediately swung her legs up to lock them around Caylee’s neck, and Caylee quickly kipped out of it. The two women then shot to their feet with the same idea, throwing dual dropkicks before they landed on their knees, eyeing each other carefully. The arena then had their moment to cheer — torn once more for each competitor as the two went to their feet to then lock up tightly once more. Neither woman could seemingly earn the advantage, so they tried it again, and after a moment of frustration, both women unlocked to then stand forehead-to-forehead exchanging words as the audience chanted for their favorite in the match.
Neither woman would budge from the position, until Mickie suddenly broke free to bring her arm back with a wild chop to the chest of Caylee Turner. Caylee turned her head to the side, sucking in a cheek as she looked towards the Southern diva. Caylee’s voice then sounded out, a cheeky grin present: “If you wanted a fight, babe, all ya’ had to do was ask!”
And Caylee then fired off with one of her own — the sound of contact echoing throughout the ringside area. The two then went toe-to-toe again, and Caylee piefaced Mickie away to only then get caught with another vicious, knife-edged chop, and a brutal exchange followed — each woman firing off with harder chops than the last; the sounds earning collective groans from all who were close enough to hear the contact. Mickie struggled after a moment, earning three hard chops from the champion who then jerked her in tight to bring Mickie down to the made with a side headlock takeover. Mickie remained on the ground for several moments before she then tossed her legs over to then go to her knees. Mickie then immediately backed Caylee up into the corner once she hit her feet, keeping the champion secure until the four before she then drove her knee into Caylee’s stomach. Grabbing onto Caylee’s wrist, Mickie then whipped the champion into the opposite corner, but Caylee floated over the oncoming diva to land smoothly behind her. Mickie turned around to then run into a drop toehold, and Caylee floated over her, fixing her boots in the space behind Mickie’s knees.
Mickie, a veteran, knew what was coming and tucked her arms beneath her, but Caylee then began to repeatedly slap Mickie on the sides. Mickie kept her arms secure, and Caylee then shrugged, reaching downward to grab a handful of Mickie’s nose, craning her head back by it painfully. Caylee broke the nose vice at the four, and then leaned down to forcibly tug Mickie’s arms free before she rocked back to secure a Mexican Surfboard. Caylee then dropped Mickie back down to her stomach, rolling right back into it before she repeated the process several times — stretching Mickie out while causing the veteran to grow dizzy at the same time. After the fourth time up, Caylee then dropped Mickie down to her knees — Caylee’s legs still torquing them before the champion leaned forward to wrap an arm around Mickie’s arm, and her other around the front of Mickie’s neck in a Dragon Sleeper.
With her legs tied up, Mickie struggled in trying to break free, but she ultimately did as she fought back with numerous fists blindly to the side of Caylee’s head. Mickie then fell to her stomach as Caylee went to her feet, then jerking Mickie up to her feet. Mickie shoved Caylee backwards, then catching Caylee with a brutal forearm, followed by an uppercut. Caylee nearly stumbled into the corner, and Mickie made sure she did completely with several back elbows. Several elbows followed as Caylee rested in the corner, causing the champion to slouch over as Mickie stepped across the ring to surge forward, looking for the offense. Caylee, however, ducked beneath it and with her momentum, Mickie flipped up and over the top rope and hit the apron hard before she crashed down on the ground in a nasty spill.
Caylee wasted no time in going to the outside, grabbing Mickie by the neck to jerk her up to her feet before she body slammed Mickie’s spine into the edge of the apron. Mickie hit the ground hard once more, and Caylee shook her head, leaning downward to bring Mickie right back up to her feet before she backed her up into the edge of the apron, firing off with a brutal chop that sounded out throughout the ringside area. Mickie then stumbled to the barricade, leaning over it as Caylee came forward, and Mickie jerked up with something in hand, cracking Caylee across the head with a full red cup — an explosion of beer then falling down in the ringside area. Caylee glared towards Mickie, then catching her with a vicious forearm before she followed after Mickie to throw repeated headbutts, unrelenting in them until Mickie stumbled into the steel steps.
Caylee then slid into the ring to break the ten count, the cameras rolling to Mickie to reveal her bloody mouth. Caylee rolled right back out, eyeing Mickie as she was stretched across the steel steps before she hopped right back up onto the apron. Cautiously, the champion the hopped up to the top rope, twisting around in a stunning display of acrobatics before she fired off to connect with a double stomp to the chest of a vulnerable Mickie James. Mickie slumped down tot he ground, and Caylee dropped down after her, jerking off her wrist tape before she wrapped it around Mickie’s neck, choking the diva out — both clearly willing to do whatever it takes to obtain the victory; something that, commentary speculated, each woman respected in one another.
Caylee broke it relatively fast, tossing her tape into the audience before she trailed after Mickie, who was trying to find an escape for a breather. Caylee looked to toss her opponent into the nearby steel ringpost, but Mickie managed to catch Caylee with a wild fist to the gut before she could go through with the motion. She then caught the champion with a wild forearm, followed by an uppercut, but she was then caught with a boot to the stomach. Caylee then jerked Mickie up to her feet, shoving her back into the steel ringpost before she surged forward with a chop, but Mickie ducked and Caylee’s hand cracked against the steel violently. Caylee stomped away, shaking her hand out with a visible look of pain on her face and turned around to get caught with a Mick Kick.
Caylee fell down into a slump at the ringside area, and Mickie did, as well, both women visibly exhausted after the entire display. The referee’s count threatened to reach ten, and at the eight, Mickie managed to go up to her feet, bringing Caylee along with her. Cracking Caylee’s face off of the apron once, Mickie then slid into the right before she slid right back out onto the apron. Grabbing Caylee by the neck, Mickie then jerked her up onto the apron to then catch the champion with a vicious forearm. Another followed, and Mickie then snaked behind Caylee, looking for a suplex, but Caylee held onto the top rope rightly. Caylee then fired off with numerous back elbows, working herself free before she turned around only to get shoved backwards further down the apron. Caylee stumbled, and Mickie came forward for the advantage, but Caylee managed to lift Mickie up and over, looking for a back body drop.
Mickie snatched onto the top rope, trying to desperately not hit the mat, but she couldn’t find her footing and instead crashed down onto the apron hard. Caylee fell down to her knees, catching a breather before she then came forward, grabbing Mickie by the neck to bring her up to her feet before she tossed Mickie into the ring, following in after her for the immediate pin.
Mickie powers out! Mickie then rolled away to the corner, and the referee dropped down to check on her. Caylee allowed this, shaking out her previously injured hand before Mickie shoved the referee away and used the ropes to bring herself up to her feet in the corner. Caylee then surged across the ring, but the moment she did, she was caught with a vicious kick to the jaw that sent Caylee stumbling. Caylee seemed out of it, and Mickie looked to take the advantage and rushed forward to meet a kick of her own. Each diva stumbled, and Caylee then fired off with a forearm to Mickie, then another, but Mickie fired back with one that held nothing back, causing a small mist of red to spill out of the champion’s mouth. Each diva fire off with repeated forearms, over and over and over again before Caylee switched it up into chops and managed to back Mickie up into the corner.
Twisting around, Caylee then began to throw hard and repeated soccer kicks to Mickie’s chest, but Mickie, surprisingly, managed to catch onto Caylee’s strike and she then swung Caylee’s leg up and over the top rope. Caylee was crotched over it, and Mickie then wisely slid out onto the apron before she snaked behind Caylee in the awkward position to then jerk her off only to send the champion off the apron and all the way across the ringside area with a suplex that sent Caylee head first into the edge of the barricade. The arena came unglued, and Mickie and Caylee both laid a mess in the ringside area, causing the referee to drop down to check on each. Concern was evident on his face, and looked to end the match, but Mickie was quick to stop him. Crawling over to Caylee, Mickie then struggled to bring her up to her feet, but she then tossed the champion into the ring, shouting at the referee to go for the pin count.
A mere millisecond before the three, Caylee kicks out! Mickie then fell back, a look of defeat evident on her face before she then went up to her feet. She then brought Caylee up to her feet, sending her down to the mat with a half-and-half suplex before she went for another pin.
Caylee kicks out again! Mickie looked towards Caylee in disbelief before she then shook it off, going up to her feet once more to bring Caylee up with her. Hauling Caylee up to her feet, Mickie then backed her up into the corner, lifting Caylee up onto the top turnbuckle. Caylee’s front was facing the audience, and Mickie crawled up after the younger woman, looking for something dangerous. Mickie tried to crawl to the top, but Caylee then fired off with numerous back elbows to send her right back down to the mat. Caylee managed to twist around, but the moment she did, she was caught with an uppercut that kept her secure. Mickie then scaled the ropes once more, tossing Caylee’s arm over her neck to go for a Superplex, but Caylee remained secure. Throwing numerous elbows to Mickie’s stomach, Caylee looked as if she was threatening to suplex Mickie to the outside, and neither woman opted to budge. Caylee then shot back, firing off with numerous headbutts to Mickie before she then slapped her once across the ear to send Mickie stumbling down to the ground.
Mickie crawled to her feet, bent over near the corner and Caylee immediately went to action, shooting off the top rope with a double stomp to the base of Mickie’s spine. She then jerked Mickie right back up to her feet, twisting around behind her before she twisted Mickie around to lay her out with the Turn of the Century, going for the pin.
Mickie kicks out! Caylee stared at her with a look of shock evident on her face, and she then brought Mickie right back up to her feet. Mickie shoved her away, and Caylee stumbled backwards, only to narrowly miss a sudden Mick Kick. Her hands shot out to grab onto Mickie’s secure leg, then sweeping her feet from beneath her before she then went to lock on the Regal Stretch. Mickie, on her stomach, kicked away at Caylee’s jaw, trying to make sure it wouldn’t secure, but Caylee powered through and then viciously stomped down on Mickie’s head before she tried to flip her to her stomach completely.
Mickie, however, wasn’t done, and instead flipped right back over to throw several more kicks, but Caylee powered through again — these stomps to the side of Mickie’s head more vicious than the last. The life seemed to fade from Mickie after several stomps and Caylee then flipped her over to her stomach before she twisted around to lock in the Regal Stretch, right in the center of the ring.
The referee took note of Mickie’s face, noting that the veteran diva didn’t seem to be mentally present and despite the hold hardly being locked in, and Mickie not submitting, he motioned for the bell by count of knockout. Caylee then broke the hold immediately at the sound of the bell, shooting the referee a glare before she then flipped Mickie over to her back. The referee dropped down to Mickie’s other side, the two then speaking to Mickie to try and draw her back, and eventually, they did such. Caylee then went to her feet, shouting for a water which she soon brought back to Mickie as the veteran rose up to a sitting position. Mickie shot Caylee a small, playful glare as “Love Disease” began to play, and Caylee then jerked Mickie up to her feet and, in a show of respect, shook the veteran’s hand.
The referee soon handed Caylee her championship, who looked down towards it, waving it towards Mickie, her words clear: “I don’t think we’re over yet, eh?”
Mickie grinned right back, and Caylee then twisted on her heel to depart, leaving Mickie in the ring with the referee as the fans clapped in respect for the veteran as RAW then began to fade to a necessary commercial break.
The Nation of Intoxication Lucky Thurteen and Devon Moore were seen sitting in their locker room drinking something out of special Nation of Intoxication cups, which can be brought at the WWE shop. They had Rated RKO’s tag team championships sitting in between them. They were talking about something. Who really knows to be honest. I don’t. They continued to talk to each other until they heard a knock on the door.
They stared at each other for a second. They were waiting to see who would open the door. After another minute of waiting, Lucky decided to get up and answer the door. “What?” he simply asked upon opening the door and seeing two strangers. Two strangers who slightly resembles Edge and Randy.
“There’s a package for you in the front.” said one of the guys who had a very nice mustache.
“Okay, so?” Lucky asked still staring at the men standing outside of his locker room. “We’ll get it later.”
He started to shut the door but the other man decided to put his foot in the doorway to stop it. “No, you misunderstood my friend. There’s a package, a very special package, in the front for you two. The type of package that could easily get confiscated and lead to your arrests if not gotten at this very moment.” he said trying to give Lucky the eye.
“Oh shit bro, you got our stuff?” Lucky asked looking back at Devon who finally stood up.
“I didn’t. Maybe Danny got it.” Devon said before pushing past the two men. Without a thank you, the two quickly walked out of their locker room and down the hallway. The two men continued to stand there as NoI left.
After they were out of sight, the two men went into the locker room. They took off their disguises and revealed themselves to be Edge and Randy (who would’ve guessed?). They quickly grabbed their titles before trashing the room entirely. They stood there for a second looking around before leaving the room in a heaping mess.
Moments later, NoI came back into their locker room. “There was no pac—What the fuck happened here?” Lucky asked as Devon stared at the room obviously irritated as shit.
“There was no package, and the titles are gone. We just got fucked the fuck over.” Devon said kicking something.
“…….We fell for that stupid shit.” Lucky said shaking his head. “We’ll get them back.”
“Oh most definitely. Fuck stealing the titles, let’s ruin some lives.” Devon said before grabbing the camera man and throwing him out of the room causing him to cut to black.
For the next match of the night, Alberto Del Rio was introduced first with assistance from Ricardo Rodriguez. The crowd was positively receptive towards the Mexican duo. Out next was Dolph Ziggler, accompanied by the lovely Torrie Wilson. The crowd was mixed towards Dolph, cheering him for his hard work (and possibly for Torrie) but booing him since he’s kind of annoying. Dolph didn’t care. After getting the ritualistic kiss from his girlfriend, Dolph mounted the apron and entered the ring, leaving his precious briefcase behind with Torrie.
The bell rang and the two circled each other around the ring. With their amateur wrestling background, naturally, they locked up in the middle. Dolph was backed into a corner but he fought through it and started backing Alberto into a corner. After securing his position, Dolph started stomping at his midsection.
After one last stomp to his head, Dolph turned around, raising his arms like he’s Jesus and exchanging words with Ricardo from inside the ring. Dolph turned back to Alberto and picked him up. Alberto regained control after punching Dolph in the jaw. As Dolph sold the pain, Del Rio kept punching at him until they reached the center. Del Rio whipped Dolph across the ring and took him down with an Armdrag. He kept the hold on, focusing on bending Dolph’s arm and softening it up for the Cross Armbreaker.
It took him a while but Dolph shook off Del Rio. He pulled himself away completely and backed right up. He whipped Alberto across the ring. Alberto hung on to the ropes. Dolph ran towards him with a clothesline and bam! He got turned over the top rope and tumbled down to the floor. Alberto waited for Dolph to get back on his feet.
When the Show-Off regained consciousness, Alberto dived through the ropes and crashed into Dolph with a suicide dive. The crowd cheered for the move but it looks like it took a toll on both men. The referee began counting them out.
RAW went on commercial break in the middle of the match and when we came back, Dolph was in the ring, placing Del Rio in a submission hold. If you have been watching on the WWE App you would know that Dolph regained control of the match after pulling Del Rio down by the leg when he was about to enter the ring.
Del Rio was getting motivated by Ricardo at ringside to get up or at least counter the move. He elbowed Dolph into the chest so he could escape the hold. He ran across the ring and bounced back with a hard clothesline, taking him down. Del Rio went for the quick cover but Dolph kicked out.
Dolph sat up to recover but then Del Rio started giving him stiff kicks to his side. Dolph was shouting at him to stop but then Del Rio started targeting the head, which was worse. Del Rio eventually stopped and topped off the assault with a superkick to Dolph’s jaw. He pinned him again and only got a two count.
Del Rio backed himself in a corner and waited for Dolph to get up. Dolph was slowly rising back to his feet. Del Rio ran towards Dolph and looked to nail him with one last superkick but then Dolph ducked. He took advantage of the shift in gravity of Del Rio’s weight and brought him crashing down the mat with a Zig Zag. Dolph hooked the leg soon after: one.. two… three!
Lilian announced the winner and Torrie jumped up and down in excitement. Ricardo helped Del Rio out of the ring, Torrie handed the briefcase over and Dolph posed with the briefcase over his head, reminding the fans that he still had the contract and the briefcase.
The segment opened up with AJ Lee sitting in the hallway eating a cookie on a crate. She looked as if she was waiting on someone, but she was sitting alone so it’s not like we’d actually know who she was waiting on. Her quietness was interrupted when Allysin Kay and Portia Perez made their way into the scene.
“Oh look, it’s little AJ here alone.” Portia said in a very condescending voice.
“She looks almost as helpless and defenseless as she usually is when there’s no one around to help her.” Allysin said before slapping the cookie out of AJ’s hand.
“Hey! That cookie was the best thing in the world!” AJ said glaring at them for knocking her treat on the ground.
“And what are you gonna do about it?” Allysin said grabbing AJ and pulling her off of the crate and pulling her to the middle of her and Portia.
“I’m gonna hit you in the face if you don’t move out of my personal bubble.” AJ said trying to sound as gangster as possible.
“Cute.” Allysin said laughing before grabbing AJ around the neck. “I’ll choke you out before you’re even able to do anything.”
“Oh no you won’t!” a voice said off screen before Mickie James came and pushed Allysin back.
Portia and Allysin stared at Mickie before Mickie pushed her again. “What are you gonna do now, huh? You done?” Mickie said getting ready to fight if needed be.
Allysin and Portia shared a look before walking away laughing. Mickie stared after them trying to figure out what had just happened. Mickie then looked at AJ who just stared at her with a confused look on her face.
“What did you do that for?” AJ asked instantly.
“Hey, I told you I’d have your back. I might be selfish but I’m not a liar.” Mickie said simply before walking past AJ and bumping her shoulder.
“Thanks….but I still hate you.” AJ said after her.
“Wouldn’t have it any other way, darlin’.” Mickie said not bothering to even look back at AJ as the scene started to fade away or some shit.
As a familiar song blast through the arena the fans began to get to their feet, shouting in excitement as Jessie McKay slowly made her way out onto the stage. Unlike her usually bubbly appearance she was seen calm and fearful, arms wrapped around her small frame as she glanced behind her a few times while slowly making her way to the ring. The australian diva being unlike herself just quickly hoped up onto the apron before sliding underneath the bottom rope to get into the ring before getting to her feet and making it over to the right corner nearest the announcers table as she kept her eyes ahead, waiting. Hands clenched onto the ropes tightly as she took a deep breath before nodding her head at the referee who suddenly asked her if she was sure about doing this.
Suddenly as Biggest and the best by Clawfinger took place of the other music; fans jeers obviously flooding in the mix of it as the intercontinental champion, Danny Havoc, made his way out onto the stage with a huge obnoxious grin of his appearing across his lips. Not even being phased by those who tried to physically get his attention by waving their arms about and yelling shit at him, the champion continued to make his way out to the ring while keeping his eyes locked over into the divas direction. Even then as he hopped up onto the apron and got into the ring as well he kept himself in the opposite corner now handing off his belt to the referee before pointing over at her to get her attention. Jessie glanced over at him and he nodded his head now motioning with his finger for her to come to him.
It looked as if McKay was having second thoughts as she glanced over to the outside of the ring and back at him, suddenly turning around as if she were going to make her way out but the Deathmatch Drunkard was in pursuit as he quickly made his way over now grabbing a handful of her brown locks to pull her towards the middle. She screeched and the referee motioned for Havoc to release his hold so he did as told, Jessie stumbling back from him until her back was up against the ropes. “Are you sure?” Referee again asking her if she was up for it but she looked up at Danny and then back at the referee, shaking her head in approval so Bryce could call for the bell. Once the bell rung Danny took a few steps back while motioning both hands at her to ‘come at him’, “Give you the first shot even if it makes you feel better.” he called out while leaning forth and pointing up at the side of his face.
Fans grew louder, encouraging her to take the shot but while she was waiting on whether she should or not Havoc was seemingly getting impatient. “Come on you stupid bitch I’m not going to wait all night.” The words that escaped his lips proved to visibly upset McKay as she looked back at him in shock before reaching out and slapping him across the face. Only her slap was barely nothing, not even able to make him stumble back, and if anything received amusement from his end as he laughed at her. “That it?” he asked before reaching out to grab her by the hair again as she tried to get away from him even dropping to her knees in order to try and stop him but he didn’t stop, jerking her right back up to her feet by her hair. As she stood he pulled her in closer to him now leaning forth with a huge smile on his face but she quickly shoved his face away before he picked her up, turning her upside down before dropping her back first onto the mat.
Jessie though stunned held onto her back but quickly moved out of harms way, rolling over towards the ropes as she began to sit up now with her back to them and her arms extended out to try and keep him back. Danny however ignored it as he reached down now grabbing one of her wrists to yank her back up before spinning her around, grabbing ahold of her waist area and hoising her over as he fell back to the mat delivering a german suplex to her. Even with the impact it made she’d quickly risen to her feet while holding onto her lower back now staring at Havoc who too was on his feet and looking in her direction with evil intentions. At first move she spun around to leave but he swung a hang out now grabbing her right between the legs causing a huge scream to escape her lips before being flipped back onto the mat and rolled up as the champion seemed to go for a pin.
Danny let go of her before his hand could hit the mat for a second time, rising back up to his feet as he once more grabbed Jessie back up by the hair to get the aussie to her feet. Though as she did she yanked back before reaching out and slapping the taste right out of his mouth; this time causing him to stumble back. Angry now Havoc rushed right at her but she managed to duck underneath his arm, rushing around to get to the other side of the ropes to whip herself across the ring so by the time he was coming back at her she then leaped up to wrap her legs around his head now sending him to the mat with a Hurricanrana. The Iowa native got back to his feet a bit unsteady but moving forward until Jessie once more came at him now moving her feet out as she hit him with a dropkick that made him fly back into the nearest turnbuckle. Fans now going crazy as McKay continued forth on adrenaline as she ran forth but was caught by a huge elbow to the face which stopped her in her tracks.
Stumbling back Jessie realized she was in a dangerous position as she looked at the angry man before her which left her frozen right there in the ring, stopping as she stood to where Havoc now grabbed her forth again by the hair as he placed her head between his legs before flipping her over to where she was seated on his shoulders before dropping her to the mat with a huge powerbomb. Again he opted to not go for the pin as he got back to his feet now staring down at McKay who made no movements as she lay there which only brought the smile back to his lips as he looked around at the crowd, shrugging his shoulders as they continued to boo him. “Don’t be mad at me, this is all Sami emo faggot Callihan’s fault. You hear me?” he called back to Jessie before turning his back at her, having been talking to both her and the crowd before casually going over and leaning his arms across the ropes to star and make mockery of those who were pissed at him.
But while he was doing that the australian diva was slowly moving over onto her stomach now catching glimpse of Danny who had his back turned to her, a smile appearing as she slowly got back up to her feet now just patiently waiting for him to turn around. Fans again going nuts to his surprise so he suddenly turned around and as he did he was met with a huge bicycle kick from Jessie; who obviously was taking a page out of her boyfriends book with that move, and with Havoc laid out she went for the pin.
Danny kicked out now sitting up quickly as he reached out to wrap his hands around McKay’s throat as the two struggled while he urged them up to their feet. It looked as if he was about to lift her feet from the mat by her throat but at the last second he released it. Jessie now gasping out for breath just as he snatched her wrist now putting it around his neck as he leaned down to use his other hand to take ahold of her leg, lifting her up before throwing them backwards where McKay’s back hit the mat harshly with a devastating swinging leghook fireman’s carry slam; a move out of his own spouses book. This time too going for the pin.
Once more Havoc taunts a pin and breaks it, this time at a two count as he snatched her up by the arm now dragging her lifeless body over towards the middle of the ring once more. Still to the disapproval of the crowd he’d brought Jessie to her feet with her back turned to him as he reached around now running his hands along her body before she snapped back now elbowing him in the stomach, not once, but four times before he released his hold. McKay then reached out to grab the wrist of the Deathmatch Drunkard before attempting to whip him over into the corner but midway he reversed it to where she found herself hitting it back first. Instantly he continued forth now taking charge at her but at last second she moved out of the way but he caught himself before running his shoulder into the pole.
As the intercontinental champion turned around however he was met with a huge Yakuza Kick that made his whole head jerk back before falling forward into a seated position where Jessie took it upon herself to back up before coming back again with another dropkick to Havoc’s chest. It however proved not to be that effective because by the time she rolled back to all fours he was following quickly behind her, reaching out to grab ahold of her leg causing her to scream again as she tried to kick him away but with no prevail. Danny now back to his feet with a hole still on her ankle as she struggled to get free for a second before he’d lifted her up by the leg now sending her knee crashing back down onto the mat. Pain was visible on McKay’s face but again it was just shrugged off as she was yanked back to her feet only to be shoved back causing her to move around on the knee he just dropped.
Jessie held her hand out for him to stay back now limping over towards the ropes again but he just smiled at her now waving at her before attempting to strike again. But she ducked once more now catching Havoc with an elbow to the jaw the moment he’d turned around, he returned one of her own sending her stumbling back, but she fired back another of her own, he went for another to get the same result and she tried to hit back harder. Only the next time he didn’t just hit back with an elbow he full on uppercut her causing her to nearly lose her footing if it wasn’t for him snatching a hold of her once more. She flailed her arms in attempt to get free but he bent her forward now wrapping his arms over hers while also grabbing a hold around her knees before lifting her up and dropping down into a seated position, her head hitting the mat harshly with the delivered package piledriver.
There was nothing, no movement, McKay’s lifeless body slumped over and Danny shoved her over onto the mat out of his way while he sat there looking over at her while rubbing at his chin now. Attention going back between the fans and then at her before his nose twisted up, looking angry and dissatisfied as he rose back up to his feet. Referee however tried to get him to back up as he checked on her but the intercontinental champion refused, leaning down now pulling his opponents lifeless body back up and onto his shoulders. “Hey Sami, consider this my late christmas gift you stupid son of a bitch!” he shouted out before dropping Jessie down with a general order 24 as the referee now went for the count.
Danny’s music played throughout the arena again but he didn’t rush to his feet right away, pushing the referee from out of his way as he crawled around now laying his body completely on top of hers while running his fingers across her face as she lay there lifelessly. “You can’t hear me Jessie, but I told you, I warned you that he would be the reason you’d get hurt. And sweetheart this is just the appetizer.” the camera picking up the loud words he was yelling down at her before he leaned down to plant a kiss on her forehead before getting off from on top of her and to his feet once more, referee literally shoving his belt his way before going to check on McKay. A smug look on the face of the champion as he turned to the ramp where Sami Callihan was being held back by the officials, Havoc holding up his belt high in the air and using his other hand do point down at the fallen Jessie McKay before the camera faded out.