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Part 11
My First PPV or On the Subject of Fainting Spells
I could have lost my hearing. At least I thought I did for a minute when Amy and Jess screamed their excitement. Well now we at east know what was going on during that little "vacation" they had. Anyway, because of this happy news, we had to go right back to the arena. We told Vince who of course found a way to get it into the storyline. The girls were given a year off. "More if you want but we’ll start with a year." The plan was to tell the boys as well as the fans at the same time so they would get an honest reaction.
I headed out to find Glenn, leaving the other two to talk over what was going to happen later. 'Maybe we should get the defibrillator...one or both is going to have a heart attack....'. My thoughts were interrupted by Stephanie "the Queen of Bad Makeup" stepping in front of me.
"So you and I get to be tag partners tonight? Well I am not really happy about it. Daddy says I have no choice. Just do what you’re supposed to and leave me be and there wont be any trouble."
I gave her a sideways glance. "Steph, I don’t know what you have against me. I didn’t do anything but protect my brothers and their women. I don’t know why you hold such animosity toward me for that."
"I don't care about that. You threw me over the rail. For that you will pay. By my honor you will pay!"
I smirked as she spoke. "Not much in that promise...seeing as you haven’t got any honor which to speak of. But anyway. I'll see you in the ring Stephy." I walked out and could just imagine the look on her face as I heard her scream.
"Daddy!"
Classic.
Long story short. Found Glenn and Mark. I filled them in on the situation (which got rolling laughter by Mark and the comment of "You're Next" directed to Glenn) and asked the two of them to stick around the curtain just in case they were needed. Left them to go make sure the boys were ready for their match. Do you know how hard it is to track those two down? It’s easier to find Waldo. Found them hanging around Scott Taylor, Shane Helms and Shannon Moore. "Hey Bird Brains. You ready for your match or what? You got 10 minutes."
Jeff turned around and called out. "Well get there. Working out strategy. Right, ‘Hurricane’?"
Shane smiled at me and waved me over for a hug. "Right. Don't worry, Squirt. We'll make sure they get out there." I left only when they assured me they would make it. Matt is mostly responsible and so is Jeff but I know how they can be, especially around Shane and Shannon. They cut things very close. Well, you knew that.
20 minutes later, Jess, Amy, Glenn, Mark and I were watching the boys win the belts from Shannon and the Hurricane. "Ok. Ladies, Follow me. You two stay here and come if they fall out or something." The Men nodded as I grabbed the other 2 and a microphone.
The crowd popped when we came to the stage, as the boys were about to step out of the ring. "Hold on. Me thinks you two have some explaining to do. Ya see, these two ladies have informed me of something you have apparently done that was rather inappropriate.” Jeff and Matt got weird looks on their faces and looked at each other. I handed Jess my mic and Amy held hers up.
"Jeff."
"Matt."
"I'm Pregnant"
*THUD*
I took the mic from Jess and called out for 'Kane and Taker'. Matt had fainted. Jeff seemed to be in a somewhat catatonic state. Glenn and Mark came out with half the People from the back applauding and joining in with the celebration that the fans were having over the news.
"I am not going to get the next announcement am I?"
"Not unless you’re doing something I don't know about Glenn. Now lets go get the morons out of the ring."
The Three of us walked down and rolled the fallen fathers to be out. Glenn got Jeff and Mark carried Matt to the back.
We left the unconscious Matt and Stunned Jeff with their women and headed out to go get ready for our Mixed-eight-person-tag Match.
"Are you ready, Sunshine?"
"Yeah just make sure I don't decide to play 'happy, happy, kill, kill' on Stephy." He smirked and pulled his mask down as Mark climbed on his bike.
"Speaking of Princess. Ya seen her?" I looked around at all the activity in the back and tried to look for the Wench of the year award winner.
"Hey anyone see Stephanie?"
Many shook their head. "Haven’t seen her Faith". I looked for a while and couldn't locate her. I ran to the ramp just in time for our opponents, Buh Buh Ray, D-von, Terri and Jacqueline, to head for the ring. "Glenn did she show?" He shook his head as he pulled his mask down. "Don't worry about her. If she doesn't show up well just kick their collective ass ourselves."
"You're right.”
Mark climbed up on his rental for the night and rode out. “Meet ya out there,” were the last words we said before my theme came on. I had of a time trying to get Jim Johnston to get the song I wanted. It’s the “Feel so Numb” by Rob Zombie.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I feel so good I feel so numb, YEA!
Mud bath, acrobat, a midnight drive
Everybody slipping everybody survive
Radio talk show try to project
Everything you need when you got to connect
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON, YOU FEEL IT
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON, YOU SEE IT
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON,
YOU WANNA MAKE IT ALL RIGHT
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON, YOU FEEL IT
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON, YOU SEE IT
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON,
YOU WANNA MAKE IT ALL RIGHT
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I made it to the end of the ramp and stood next to Mark. “Ready for the heat, Faith?”
“I’m used to it by now. ‘Kane’ though, sometimes, scares the hell out of me. It’s the violent side of him I never see outside the ring, thank the Gods.”
We couldn’t finish our conversation as “Kane” cam down the ramp. I didn’t get to see his pyro as “Jackie” and “Bubba Ray Dudley” attacked Mark and I from behind. This wasn’t going to be easy with out the fourth. Jackie is one tough woman, and you can learn a lot from her. In the meantime though, she will work you over.
Mark and Mark Lomonica were in the ring by now and going at it, as Jackie was chased off by Glenn and we were on the apron. “Come on Taker! Come On!”
Glenn and I egged him on as we watched “D-Von” head under the apron. Glenn tapped me on the shoulder and I nodded. We already knew I was going to go through the table tonight. I just wasn’t really looking forward to it. As Devon set up the table on the outside “Buh Buh” tapped in Jackie and Mark got me.
“Ok, Faith. Roll up.”
I took my cue, lunged and flipped her. I was only allowed a 2-count and she had me hitting the ropes. I went for a clothesline and she countered with a boot to the side of my face.
“Fuck Jackie, that hurt! Wood yet?”
She nodded her approval as she dragged me over by my the other side away from Mark and Glenn. Mark Lomonica picked me up and drove me to the table as “Taker and Kane” fought Jackie and Devon Hughes. I sat Dazed for a second as the Dudleys and their women ran off and Mark and Glenn came to check up on me.
“Alright Faith?” Glenn was down at my ear as Mark helped the “EMT’s” get me out. I tried not to move, but moaned that I was OK.
What happened next, I don’t really know why, but it was a complete shocker. I couldn’t open my eyes, because I had to keep up appearances. I heard someone getting into the ring and a loud yelp. I heard Glenn and someone yelling at each other.
“What the hell is that?”
Finally I heard Glenn fighting Paul and someone walking toward me in the background.
“Hello. Bitch. I told you you’d pay, didn’t I? No one messes with a McMahon.”
Stephanie. No wonder she didn’t show.
Shit, I’m in trouble.
Within an instant, hard, cold metal hit my arm and I screamed out in pain. Now I’ve had my arm broken before. A couple times when I worked with Matt and Jeff, I’ve broken toes, fingers, an ankle, you name it. This, this felt like my arm was being ripped off. I could feel my arm getting cold and the blood rushing out.
“FUCK!”
I heard Stephanie run out of the ring and over my screams, I could hear Jerry Lawler getting into the ring. “Faith! Talk! Come on! Talk to me!”
Mark was in the background shouting. “Someone get the damned Paramedics, NOW!”
I wanted to pass out. “Sleep.”
Jerry was tapping my face as I felt my head going fuzzy. “No Faith. Don’t. Wake up! Mark, Bandana.” I barely felt the cloth go around my arm, attempting to stop the bleeding.
“Glenn, g’night” I felt his hands on my back as Jerry and Mark were trying to turn me back over.
“No Baby, Wake up! Stay here! Come on Damn it! FAITH! WAKE UP!” I could barely feel him patting my face and I was cold.
“WAKE THE FUCK UP DAMN IT!”
It was the Last I heard before sweet oblivion.
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