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gamergirl929 · 5 years ago

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The Man’s Champion (Becky Lynch x Reader)

Anonymous Request: Hey I think your writing is incredible and I wanted to make a request where Becky is dating the reader who is the MMA fighter who knocked out Rhonda Rousey and is the Ufc champ. Maybe she shows up during their feud or the one with Shayna? And is a total badass, but totally bottoms for Becky? Sorry if that’s confusing and makes no sense... I just wanted to say you’re awesome!

THE IS SMOOT, YOU’VE BEEN WARNED

You couldn’t help but smirk from your place in the front row, watching Becky cut a promo was always all encompassing, the woman having a way with her words that made you hang on every word.

It’s when that promo is ruined by the Cage Fighter, The Queen of Spades, Shayna Baszler begins her assault. Your fingers twitched, hands balling into fists, you wanted nothing more than to leap over the barricade and take out the former Cage Fighter, but the UFC champion interfering in WWE?

You’d be stripped of your title for sure, but it was when Shayna sunk her teeth into your girlfriend’s neck that all of your sense went out the window.

Shayna had made a quick retreat when you jumped over the barricade, cupping Becky’s cheeks as she rambled to the medical staff, chanting over and over again; I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine.

“Baby, you’re bleeding, we need to get you to the hospital...” You frown.

Becky shakes her head.

“I’m fine.”

Becky’s brown orbs flutter open, immediately seeing the sadness and concern in your eyes, accompanied by a stealthy pout, you had an image to maintain after all.

Becky groans.

“Damn it, Y/N. I’m fine. Where’s Shayna?” She asks her hand on her bleeding neck.

You practically have to chase your girlfriend back stage, glaring at the medical team to keep them away from her.

“Becky, you have to-

Becky turns on you, utter fury in her brown orbs.

“I’m da Man damn it; I can take care of myself.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose, unable to hold back a smile.

“You’re always so fucking stubborn.” You mumble under your breath as you chase after her, noticing the bleeding is getting worse.

“Becky, I know you can take care of yourself, but you still need to get it looked at.” You grab her shoulder, the woman turning around abruptly.

Becky lets out a groan, rolling her brown orbs at the sight of your pout, bottom lip jutted out as far as it can go.

“Fine, but I won’t like it... And if we see Shayna...” She shakes her finger and you nod.

“I won’t hold you back.”

***

Of course, you hadn’t expected for Becky to steal the ambulance, driving the two of you to the hospital and back, after Becky was bandaged up, the woman yet again cutting an amazing promo before coming back to you backstage.

You frown, brushing a fingertip across some dried blood on her cheek.

“Come on babe, let’s get you cleaned up.”

“Excuse me, Becky would you like to comment on-

You turn around, sending Charly Caruso a glare that makes her little back away, hands held up in surrender.

You turn back to Becky your steely Y/E/C orbs softening immediately which makes her smile.

“You know when I get my hands on her, I’ll make the first time I knocked her out look like a love tap.” You snarl angrily, Becky taking your hand.

“Come on, yer gonna clean me up, right?” She asks and you give her a shy smile, cheeks pink.

“Gladly.”

***

You’d become Becky’s shadow after that, your presence in the backstage area deterring any and all challengers who wanted a piece of Becky Lynch.

You were the UFC Champion, the underdog who’d knocked Ronda Rousey out with a swift punch, shocking the world.

You could also say the same about Shayna since you knocked her out with a knee to the face, busting the woman open in the process.

You were a force to be reckoned with, currently untouchable in the world of MMA.

When it came to Becky Lynch though?

You were literal putty in her hands, the woman had you wrapped around her finger and she knew it.

Becky delicately cups your cheeks, pressing a tender kiss to your lips.

“Go get them champ.” You smirk and Becky grins, patting her title.

“Oh, I will. Stay outta trouble.”

***

Becky, as per usual is cutting an amazing promo, slowly digging Shayna’s grave when the woman herself makes her presence known, but not in the ring, no, the woman strutting up to you backstage.

Almost immediately a camera is on the two of you, Becky going silent as she stares at the Tron where there’s literal inches between you and Shayna.

“You look pretty cocky strutting up to me, I mean... The last time we met I kneed you in the head and knocked your ass out.” You smirk, the WWE Universe cheering.

Becky smirking up at the screen.

You chuckle.

“Why are you back here with me?” You nod your head towards the camera. “Your opponents out in the ring, afraid?” You ask, a cocky smirk stretched across your face, your nose brushes Shayna’s as you lean closer.

“Yeah, I knocked you out in UFC...” You pat your title.

“But Becky?”

You grin cockily.

“Becky Lynch is gonna beat the holy hell out of you.”

Wordlessly, you turn on your heels and walk away, leaving a visibly shaken Shayna Baszler behind.

Becky nods, clapping a hand against the microphone.

“I think Y/N said all dat needs ta be said.”

Becky’s music hits and the fans cheer, the Raw Women’s Champion holding her title high, a smirk on her face as her tongue swipes at her lips.

She definitely would have to pay you back for that solid promo tonight.

***

“I know that look...” You smile as you follow Becky into your hotel room, the woman immediately pushing you back against the door when it clicks shut.

“Wat look?” She asks as she presses sloppy kisses to your neck, your head tilting back as you hum.

“They look that usually leads to...” You groan when Becky gives your pulse point a nip.

“Usually leads ta wat?” She asks as her tongue flicks against your pulse point, your hips jumping slightly.

“Ya mean da type of wrestlin’ not fit fer TV?” She teases and you nod, grunting when the woman’s hands slip up the back of your shirt, unhooking your bra.

“Ye-Yeah...” You stutter, the Irishwoman smirking as her lips trace your jawline, her fingers playing with the hem of your shirt.

You immediately lift your arms in the air, the Raw Women’s Champion grinning as she pulls your shirt over your head, pulling your bra down your arms until your top half is entirely bare.

“All mine.” Becky whispers, ducking her head to dot the flesh of your breasts with love bites before she latches onto your nipple, nipping, sucking and flicking her tongue against the erect bud before turning her attention to your other breast.

Becky’s fingers run down your body, stopping when they get to the button of your pants, popping them open easily, her fingers slowly, teasingly dragging the zipper of your pants down.

“Daddy is gonna take care of ya.”

Becky’s eyes lock with yours as she sinks to her knees, pulling your shoes off before her fingers slip into your belt loops, the woman’s brown, nearly black orbs still locked with yours as she drags your pants, and panties down your legs.

You tilt your head back, picking your feet up so she can rid you of the garments entirely. You let out a squeak when Becky pulls your legs up over her shoulders, using her incredible upper body strength to hold you up.

“Daddy’s gonna make ya feel so good...” She purrs, kissing up your thighs before she buries her face between your legs.

You shudder, the woman delicately kissing your clit, grinning up at you, her eyes locked with yours as she runs a tongue through your folds, humming.

“Ya always taste sooo good...” She purrs.

You let out a cry when Becky begins licking wildly at your sex, her nose bumping your clit before she lashes at it with her tongue.

“Tell me how much ya like it.” She whispers between your legs, and you groan, your fingers tangling in her hair as her tongue flicks and swipes against your clit.

“Oh god, I love it. I love it...”

You moan as Becky sucks your clit into her mouth, flattening her tongue against it, her head shaking back and forth at it rubs against your clit.

“Just like that, just like that.” You chant, Becky chuckling as she works you to your highest peak.

You squeak when Becky slips her hands behind you, slapping your ass as she licks at you wildly.

“Tell daddy how close ya are...” She whispers and you cry out, your brows furrowed as your body rocks.

“I’m so close, I’m so close, I’m so close.” Your breath hitches as Becky slaps your ass.

“Yesssssss, cum fer me baby.”

Becky’s hands slide up your body, palming your breasts, pinching your nipples between your fingers.

“FUCK BECKY...!” You cry out, your body shaking as the woman eagerly drinks in the essence pouring you from your core.

Becky, ever so gently slides you down to the floor before she takes you in her arms, carrying you to the bed, your legs wrapping around her middle.

“I’m far from done wit ya.” She whispers and you smile, burying your face in her neck, nibbling on the sensitive flesh before she drops you onto the bed.

You watch eagerly as Becky sheds her clothes, the tanned God standing before you, a cocky smirk on her face.

“Move closer to da headboard love.” Becky nods and you do, shuffling backwards The Man climbing on top of you, stopping to pretty tender kisses to your lips.

“I love ya Y/N.” She whispers and you grin.

“I love you too Becky.”

Becky nods towards the headboard, sitting up.

“Want a taste?” She winks and you lick your lips.

“Always.” You bite your bottom lip, Becky shifting until her thighs are on either side of your head, the woman resting on your chest.

You turn your head, nuzzling into her thigh, pressing delicate kisses to the smooth, soft flesh.

“Please, let me make you feel good.” You purr, the Raw Women’s Champion grinning as she again shifts, her core hovering above your face, before she slowly lowers her hips.

Becky gasps, grasping the headboard when your tongue runs through her folds, the woman throwing her head back.

You groan against her, the rumbling against her core making Becky tremble, the woman giving her own breasts a squeeze.

“Ya... Just like dat.” She whispers as your tongue assaults her clit, the woman squeezing her breasts roughly as you grab her ass, your tongue slithering into her entrance.

“Ya, deeper.” She growls, your tongue slithering as deep as it can in exploration of Becky’s tight channel, your nose nuzzling against her clit as you explore.

You feel her walls fluttering slightly and you hum.

“Don’t stop, I’m so close.” Becky groans, her hips rolling as you latch onto her clit, your lips wrapping around the senstive numb, giving it a hard suck before you lash it with the tip of your tongue.

“Yes! Just like-

Becky shivers, body stiffening before she shakes, her body trembling as she cums, hard, your tongue adding her through her high, her slick coating your tongue.

Becky eventually stills, rolling off of you, panting heavily, a toothy grin on her face.

She rolls over, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you into her, your face buried in her chest.

Becky tilts her head back, kissing your forehead.

“I love ya so much Y/N...” She whispers and you grin.

“And I love you too.”

Becky remains silent for a minute before grinning.

“Imagine wat people would think if dey knew ya were a da Man’s bottom.”

You shake your head, rolling your eyes.

“Shut it Lynch.”

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wldthoughtz · 6 years ago

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Hurt II

Finn Balor/Demon (Smut)

Once Her boots were tied nice and tight, she stood up in front of the floor length mirror to make sure her new gear looked absolutely perfect. This gear was different from the bright colors she was used to wearing, this gear was a lot darker and sexier, and she loved it.

She was finally all cleared to return to the ring after 6 months of being away. While it had been a painful and long process, it felt amazing to be back to doing what she loved the most. During the time she had been out, Balor had been with her throughout the whole thing, and while it was amazing to have him around all the time… She missed Finn tremendously. She hadn’t seen him since that night she left to the hospital, and her heart yearned to see and feel him again.

She let out a soft puff of air as she looked up, blinking back the tears that threatened to fall and destroy her makeup.

Tonight, she would be facing Rhonda Rousey to win her woman’s championship back. The championship that she hadn’t lost.

The lights above her began to flicker and the temperature in the room immediately dropped. It was something out of a horror film, but she wasn’t afraid, she never was… especially not of him.

The serious look on her face turned up into a bright smile, and warmth spread through her body as his big rough hands circled her bare waist. “Are you ready?” He whispered in his deep rough voice into her ear, causing a shiver to run through her body. She glanced at him in the mirror and immediately her knees felt weak at the sight of him. He wore a fitted all black suit that made him look powerful and intimidating and not to mention sexy as hell.

“Of course,” She smiled at him through the mirror locking her gaze onto his dark eyes as she intertwined her fingers with his, before leaning back into his chest.

“Good…” He whispered gruffly with a dangerous smile on his face. “Tonight, we take back what is rightfully yours my queen,” He muttered sternly.

“Yes,” She moaned out in agreement as he bit softly into her neck with his blunt teeth.

He let out a small growl as he pulled away from her and his hold on her waist tightened. Glancing into the mirror she watched his hungry eyes travel down her body taking in her appearance. “My love you look absolutely ravishing,” He breathed out roughly as his hands moved from her stomach to run up and down on her curvy waist. “I especially love the seeing my name across your pretty chest,” He breathed out as he shamelessly slid one of his hands under the band of her top to cup her bare breast, causing her to arch back into him with a moan.

Small pants and moans left her lips as he groped her breast softly, while his other hand slid down her toned stomach towards the band of her shorts. “Balor,” she gasped softly as his hand slipped beneath the band of her gear shorts. The loud sound of knocking came from the door causing his hand to still before he retracted both hands from her body. “No,” She groaned in protest as she turned and saw him a devious smirk toy on his lips. The knock sounded again, “What?” She yelled towards the door as she slipped on her long black robe.

“Its Hunter,” The voice called out, she turned and watched Balor’s lips draw into a thin line before he turned and stalked over, ripping the door open.

“What.” He growled as a strong and dangerous aura radiated off his body, causing the ache between her legs to grow.

“What are you doing here?” Hunter asked sternly, “I thought I suspended you for what you did to Nia!” He hissed out.

A devious smirk grew on Balor’s face, “I do not know what you are talking about Hunter… I did nothing to Ms. Jax.” he stated in his smooth deep accented voice. “Besides Mr. McMahan made it clear that there was no reason I should be suspended because I clearly had nothing to do with what happened to her.”

“That’s a damn lie and you know it Finn!” Hunter growled as he stepped closer to Balor, “You’re the reason she’s been in a psych ward for the past 5 months! And who knows how much longer she’ll be in there for!” He yelled at him, before carefully looking around to make sure there had been no spectators. “I told you that I would handle Nia.” He growled quietly.

A confused look crossed her face as she took in the words that Hunter had said. Nia was in a psychiatric ward? And he was blaming Balor, well Finn?

Balor scoffed darkly, “You suspended her for a week... But like I said Boss… I did nothing to her. She went crazy on her own… besides I was in Orlando with my princess every moment that I wasn’t here under your watch. Isn’t that right my queen?” He smiled as he turned to her before ushering her over to him with a hand.

Letting out a soft breath she finally stepped out from the shadow of the room and walked over to him, putting her hand in his. Hunter glanced at her skeptically as he noticed her body was covered in a long black robe, it was something far different from what he was used to seeing her in. “Yes, he was with me all the time when he wasn’t here doing shows,” She stated truthfully, feeling Balor squeeze her hand softly.

Hunter looked at her and let out a sigh before he nodded, “It’s really good to have you back, it hasn’t been the same without you,” he smiled softly. “Good luck out there kid,” he mumbled to me before glancing over at Finn and giving him a dark glare before walking back down the hall.

She let out a sigh as she stepped back into the room, “Balor…did you do something to her?” She whispered softly as she shut the door before turning slowly to face him.

He watched her carefully with his dark eyes before he pulled her into his arms with a sigh, “Darlin-” She reached up placing a finger to his lip stopping him from talking.

“Please don’t lie to me,” She breathed softly watching his eyes soften.

He placed a small kiss on her finger before he pulled his lips away, “I didn’t touch her darling…” He breathed out calmly.

“Then why she in a psychiatric ward?” She whispered questioningly.

“Darling you have nothing to worry about,” He stated firmly. “Just know that I will always fight to protect you…and if anyone does hurt you. I’ll make them pay,” He muttered dangerously low.

His words were dark, but they still managed to give her a comforting sense of safety. Yet she still had a look of uncertainty on her face, “Does that mean you did hurt her?” She asked, fearing of what his answer would be.

He watched her eyes search his face for a sign that he was withholding the truth, but she found nothing. Balor the King of Demons was a master at controlling emotions including his own. One of his arms circled her waist, while the other reached up and cupped her soft cheek, tilting it up and allowing him to lock his dark black eyes with her soft sparkling ones. “My queen you have my word, that I did not lay a single finger on her,” He breathed out.

She finally nodded understanding that he was in fact telling her the truth... well his truth.

He sent her a charming smile as he leaned down and captured her sweet soft lips with his. He let out a low growl when he heard her release a small moan as their lips moved together perfectly. He pressed his rough lips harder to her, keeping her pressed tightly to him as he dominated her lips.

After a while she grew breathless at the lack of oxygen and her hands pushed against his shoulders. He finally eased up, and unwillingly broke away from her lips and pulled away from her. She was panting heavily as the oxygen once again filled her lungs while remained completely unfazed. “How long do you have before your match darling?” He asked in a deep dark voice as he watched her walk over and take off her long rope, exposing her exquisite body to his looming eyes. She sat on the couch and crossed her leg over the other as her chest still heave up and down softly.

She glanced up at him, feeling her breathing finally returning to normal, “It’s the main event and the show just started so I still have about an hour and 30 minutes.” She breathed as she glanced at the clock, confirming her time estimate. She noticed a lust filled look cross his eyes as we watched her with predatory eyes.

“Come here.” He stated darkly, his eyes trained on her as he watched her rise from the couch and sway over to him. As soon as she was within his reach, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her head against his chest. His right hand stroked her thick, soft curled hair and his left hand circled her back and ran up and down her smooth waist. Leaning down he pressed his face against her neck, placing a soft kiss on her delicate skin as he breathed in her scent. “Delicious,” he hummed as he licked a strip up her neck with his long tongue.

She leaned further into him, her hands reaching up to wrap around his muscular shoulders. “Balor,” She breathed out with a soft moan, when she felt his hand slip down her waist and reach down to grab her round firm ass. His other hand lightly griped the back of her neck, tugging back so that she tilted her face up to him. He leaned in to kiss her, only to have her teasingly tilt her head to the side causing him to let out a deep growl as he aggressively forced his lips on hers. She moaned a bit helpless against his mouth as she kissed him back hurriedly, basking in the feel of his dominate kiss.

Suddenly he jerked his head away from her and aggressively turned her around. “You know better than to tease me darlin,” He growled out, placing a hard slap on her ass that emitted a gasp from her as she felt herself shiver. It had been with him that she learned that she loved being manhandled during sex.

His hands grabbed her hips and pulled her ass firmly toward his crotch causing him to let out a deep groan when she gasped breathlessly. His hands trailed up her torso, slowly feeling every inch of her smooth toned skin until they arrive at her full perky chest. He buried his face deep in the side of her neck, kissing and nipping at the smooth skin as his hands work her covered firm breasts between his palms. She let out a soft moan as his right hand trailed down to her mound, where he cupped her over her sparkly ring shorts, causing her to bite her lip at the sensation. “Please,” She panted as she began squirming and grinding her ass against him causing him to let out a deep growl against her neck. Her head arched back to rest on his strong chest as his hands continued to work her body.

Her breathy moans increased when he slipped his hand into her ring shorts and past her lace panties, He growled deeply as his fingers stroked over her bare dripping slit. “Always so wet and ready for me my queen,” he groaned as his strokes quickened, and his other hand slipped under the tight ring top and cupped her bare breast harshly causing her to gasp.

He suddenly stopped and removed his hands from her body causing her to let out a whine in protest. She’s immediately quieted when his rough hand wraps around her throat, “Get undressed for me.” He growled quietly and firmly into her ear. He felt her nod her head and he pulled away.

She watched him step back, crossing his arms over his chest to admire her as she bent over to take off her boots. Low wolf-like growls left his lips as his eyes fixed on her round ass intently as he slipped of his suit jack off before working his tie. The hunger radiated from his eyes as she pulled her tight gear top over her head, exposing her full firm breasts to him. His dress shirt was next to come off and he could feel the control slip through his fingers when she sent him a heated gaze as she slowly stripped off her skin-tight ring shorts and panties, leaving her completely bare and exposed. A loud growl of appreciation left his lips as he removed his belt, making it easier for him to remove his dress pants and boxers. He heard a soft moan leave her lips and the strong sweet smell of her arousal wafted throughout the room as she gazed at his body with desire filled eyes.

Finally, both bare, his hungry eyes trailed over her toned curvy body as she stood confidently before him.

His fiery dark eyes were mesmerizing, and she found herself lost in them with her own overwhelming need. He moved closer to her and each step increasing their lust for each other, his dark eyes locked with her shimmering ones.

Soon they stood chest to chest, him looking down at her and her looking up at him. She could feel his long, thick shaft pressing against her stomach and it almost made her moan. Reaching down to cup her cheeks he pulled her face back up to his and kissed her. The kiss was slow and intoxicating, drawing her under his lustful haze. He lowered his hands to her hips and pulled her body closer to his. She could feel his large, strong fingers press into the soft skin of her hips while her full breasts mashed against his hard-muscular chest. Her hands snaked up his neck scratching it softly and her fingers tangled in his short soft hair.

By the time their lips broke apart, she was gasping at the lack of oxygen. Smiling down at her with that predator smile of his, he ran his right hand lower down her hip and grasped the back of her right thigh firmly, his muscled forearm supporting her left side. Sliding his left hand further up, he stopped at her back and pulled her even closer. Finally lifting her up, he carried her over to the black leather couch before setting her down on her feet in front of it. He pulled her into him once again with a dominate kiss that left her breathless as he pulled away and sat down onto the black leather couch gazing at her naked body in a trance.

His eyes were darker than usual as he took her in. The confidence that she sported as she stood in front of him made him want to fall onto his knees before her. The Demon King kneeled for no one…but for her he would nail his knees to the ground if it made her happy.

“Come, sit on your throne my queen.” He breathed quietly as he watched her send him a teasing smile before standing between his parted legs. His dark eyes fixed on her glistening core as her legs parted as she straddled his lap. She let out a delicate moan once her bare core pressed down to his bare shaft. Her knees bent, resting on each side of his muscular thighs, and her arms wrapped delicately around his neck for support. His arm wasted no time in moving her closer to his body, as he wrapped it tightly around her back. “No one is worthy of your beauty my queen,” He stated in his rough dominate tone as his fingers tucked a loose piece of her hair behind her ear.

She smiled brightly as her heart flutter at the beautiful words that left his lips. She stroked the back of his neck softly, playing with the small hairs behind his neck. A sadness loamed over her as the thought of Finn crossed her mind. It made her chest ache looking at his face but not seeing his sparkling teal colored eyes, but instead seeing dark black ones gazing at her. She understood that for her to be with Finn she also had to be with Balor. And while she did love Balor, she loved Finn more and she missed him…so much that it actually hurt.

Balor noticed a pensive look on her face as she gazed into his eyes, and he knew the reason behind it. There had been countless times where she had asked him about Finn during the months, they had been together, and he had always told her the same thing…’in time’. And she would have him back in time, just as soon as his promise had been fulfilled. But until then…she belonged to him. He wanted her, he always wanted her, but this time he wanted her differently.

She let out a small moan as she felt him shift causing his shaft to graze against her dripping lower lips. His hands lifted her by her waist and with surprising gentleness, he laid her down on the cold material of the leather couch causing her to gasp softly. Without a word he climbed over her body and resting in between her parted legs allowing him to hover over her and trap her there with his gaze. She looked up at his face and was taken by how beautiful he looked, his strong defined jaw line, his cherry colored sensual lips and blazing dark eyes that boar into her. Beautiful.

At the same time, he found himself taking her in, her curled hair spread out around her framing her beautiful angelic face, her cheeks were lightly flushed, her glossy lips slightly parted, and her glitter decorated sparkling eyes gazing up at him. “Beautiful.” he sighed, just as she is thinking it.

Her face warmed up at the look of admiration on his face, this was something that she hadn’t experienced with him. And she found herself enjoying it very much.

Capturing her chin in his fingers, the demon king tilted her head up and placed his lips firmly to hers in a soft but dominate kiss which sent a bolt of pure pleasure coursing through her body causing her to moan longingly. Breaking the kiss, he laid his hands on either side of her, allowing him to hover over her as he watched her pant softly from the kiss.

He wasn’t dominating her this time; he was just staring at her with an intense tenderness that she would never have thought could possibly stem from The Demon King. He didn’t say a word, he just admired her.

She grasped his arms that were still braced on either side of her, holding him steady over her body. Running her palms up his hard forearms, she moaned appreciatively at the feeling of his steel muscles. Her hands moved further up, caressing his biceps, squeezing his shoulders, before running lightly along the back of his neck. She slid a hand up the sides his face to his hair and suddenly she gripped a fistful of his short brown hair and pulled his face toward hers

His body rested against hers, one arm resting on its elbow keeping him steady and the other roamed her toned curvy body. She felt the arm sliding down, brushing against her heaving breasts before tweaking her nipples. He broke the kiss and latched onto her bottom lip with his teeth before pulling away, leaving her a panting mess. With his hands still on her breasts he squeezed it roughly, emitting a soft moan form her. Letting out a growl of approval he leaned down and ran his tongue over one of her hardening nipples causing a current of electricity to flow to her already aching core.

Moaning, she clung desperately to him as he bit gently on her nipple while palming her other large breast.

Both her hands were in his hair, moving with his head as he delved in her firm breasts. Pants and moans left her lips as Balor’s rough tongue, sharp teeth and rough hands ravaged her breasts. He finally managed to pry himself away from her and marvel at his work. Her full breasts were cover in light splotches of purple and red hues and faint teeth marks that had him swelling with pride.

His hand began to skim down her body again, away from her abused breasts. They glided smoothly against the bare skin of her torso coming to rest at the just above the smooth skin of her core, she whined softly causing him to chuckle darkly as his fingers slipped further down. He spread her legs wider with his thighs, allowing his hot fingers to press down hard against her clit. He planted a brief peck on her lips before moving his head lower down. His warm breath washing over her naked skin as his head hovered over her stomach. Smirking he leaned down and his tongue lashed out, licking and teasing her sensitive nub.

“Balor!” She gasped loudly as her hips respond automatically, tilting up to meet his lips. He didn't give her the satisfaction though, instead he moved further down, his long tongue now tracing her inner thigh. "Beautiful," he growled, before dipping this head down to taste her again, "and delicious." He hissed out, smirking to himself when he noticed a peachy tint on her cheeks.

He held himself high above her with one arm, the other grabbed onto the back of her thigh, giving it a near painful squeeze. His dark eyes locked with hers as his huge member nudged at the velvety entrance of her folds causing her to throw her hands up to his shoulders squeezing his bulging muscles so tightly that her own hands began to ache as she whimpered desperately.

His hungry eyes watched her closely as she withered beneath him and without warning he plunged deep into her, with a single fast and hard stroke. Her mouth went wide in a silent cry as she felt a delicious burning pain growing in her core. She felt her body tense up around his girth and managed to release a loud cry as she buried herself in his firm chest. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders and he remained completely still, hissing at the feeling of her delicious tightness. No matter how many times they had been intimate she was still extremely tight. He leaned down and rested her onto the mattress before pulling her into a passionate kiss. It all felt so good, his weight pressing down on her, his rough lips pressed firmly to hers and his luscious thick heat inside of her, stretching her deliciously.

“Balor,” she breathed softly against his lips, feeling her walls begin to accommodate him. He broke the kiss and watched her pant softly before his hips began to move. He lowered his head down again, dipping his lips to meet hers while moving deeply inside of her, each time he pulled out further and plunged back in harder. His trust became more aggressive and she was moaning softly against his lips.

His lips broke away from hers before he planted them on along her jaw, trailing down where he buried his face in her neck. She linked her arms around his broad shoulders in return as he increased his pace. Her breathing hitched as the pleasure lifts her higher and higher with each deep thrust.

"Please!" She gasped out loud, beggingly as she felt her body cry out for a release.

He lifted his head from her neck, and she released a gasp as she took in his appearance as his miraculous trusts quickened. His eyes were blazing, his jaw was clenched tightly, his deep veins were protruding, and his steel muscles bulged almost doubling in size as he sunk in and out of her in a bruising pace.

“Balor,” She cried out pleadingly as the mix of pleasure and pain sends her body into overdrive. Her back arches up off the bed and her arms squeeze around his shoulders tightly. Her legs which had wrapped around his hips, tighten their hold, pulling him closer, deeper inside her causing them both to groan at deepness.

Cries leave her lips as he rips in and out of her with loud grunts. She feels her body begin to tremble uncontrollably as the overwhelming feeling of her release surges through her body. “Balor!” She moaned loudly, the pleasure from her release becomes so intense that she actually blacks out for a few seconds, splotches cover her vision and the head rush makes her dizzy as she regains her senses.

Her legs twitch and lungs ache, her tense body relaxes as she slumps back against the now sweaty leather couch.

Still breathing hard, she moved her hands down and ran them down the muscled contours of his chest, past his abs of steel towards the place where they were still connected. Balor had stopped his thrusts, giving her a moment to breathe after her orgasms. He’d watched and savored her with hungry eyes as she came undone before him. He watched her soft hands stroke the shaft of his member, near the base, the small space where he wasn't buried in her. She felt him shudder before a low groan left his lips causing her confidence to grow. Balor let out a growl as he noticed the teasing look in her eyes, he was always used to being in control. The devious look on her face caused him to grit his teeth and tense above her as her fingers rubbed at his sensitive skin.

She giggled at his reaction and moved her hands faster. He sent her a warning look and suddenly grabbed her wrists with one hand, pulling them away and trapping them above her head. Holding her down by her waists he hisses when he feels her walls clench around him softly. Sliding out of her, he makes sure to keep direct eye contact with her as his hips dive back into her with a powerful thrust. His thrusts are relentless and inhumane as he moves faster and harder into her than before. The over-stimulation makes her moan loudly as she arches her back, allowing him to sink his trusts deeper into her. This time his trusts cause more pain than pleasure, he pays no mind as he pounds her harder and faster, his body slapping audibly against hers. Each push produces shatteringly intense bursts of fresh pleasure within her trembling body. Her legs shake uncontrollably, and her vocalizations of moans increase in pitch and volume.

She feels another orgasm building on the remnants of the last one. This time, Balor doesn’t stop. His pace increases again, and his growls and snarls fill the room. Suddenly his body stiffens on top of her and he pulls out almost the whole way before slamming hard back in her, pulling both into crashing orgasms.

Her toes curl at the power of her release and she squirms with delight as his hot seed shoots deep within her. Each pulse of his manhood sends another jet of his hot cum that coats her walls.

When he finally manages to pull out, he watches her shudder and wince. Placing a small peck on her lips he rolls them over so that she is lying on top of him, the movement causing his seed to trickle down her thigh. She’s still panting hard as she rests her head on his broad chest, enjoying the feel of it rise and fall beneath her. She listens to his thunderous heart and it serenades her exhausted mind and body into a state of semi-consciousness.

"Rest my love, then you can get ready," These are the last words she heard before her eyes closed and she drift into the wonderful darkness of sleep, right there on his chest, with her head tucked under his chin and his arm still wrapped possessively around her waist.

From the smooth breath that he felt on his chest he knew that she had fallen asleep. He knew he would have to wake her up soon, but he would allow her to rest before he did. He let out a content sigh as he stared at the blank black wall ahead of him before shutting his eyes and making his way into the dark corner Finn’s mind.

“You were too rough with her…” He heard Finn’s voice call out.

He scoffed as he noticed the concern laced in Finn’s voice, “Rough? Please! She loved it…” He smirked back watching the human man immerge from the shadows with his arms crossed across his chest.

Finn shook his head slowly before letting out a sigh, “Let me be with her.” He commanded firmly.

Balor let out a dark chuckle, “You know I cannot do that Finn… not yet anyways.”

“She needs me!” Finn yelled loudly now standing face to face with his demon.

A demonic laugh left Balors lips as he pushed lightly on Finn’s shoulder, sending him flying back and landing on the ground. “She needs you?! Do not make me laugh Finn! She needs you like she needs broken arm!” A dangerous look crossed Balors face as he toward over Finn, “she needs someone that will protect her and keep her happy… you could not do either. You do not deserve that woman Finn! You should be grateful that I am doing what you could not do.” He snarled.

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Family Found Part 37: Planning the Rumble and Beyond

That last matches are set for Sunday. Several things get out of hand. Is the Reader losing control of Monday Night Raw? Is anyone noticing?

Warnings/Promises: wrestling violence

Word Count: 3266

Note: Hell yeah, Nikki Cross, Lacey Evans, EC3, and Heavy Machinery joined Raw last week! Going forward, they will be included in storylines. Woohoo! (Gotta figure out where to put them… but I will find a spot…) And for reference: Graeters is a Cincinnati-specific ice cream brand. Any and all feedback is super appreciated. It can be with a reblog, or an ask on anon. Please let me know how you are liking this series. Enjoy!

Part 1: Welcome to the Team

Part 36: Choices

Monday Night Raw – January 21, 2018

The show hadn’t even started yet, and you knew it was going to be a long night. You ran in front of the referees and flock of wrestlers, following the sounds of a backstage brawl. You threw your hands in the air once you found it. Seth Rollins was helping Dolph Ziggler throw Drew McIntyre into a stack of crates. The second the Scotsman was inactive, they turned on each other, sending steel rods clanging and ladders crashing to the ground. You let the refs and others break them apart. The new arrival, EC3, dodged a punch and was able to pin Seth’s arms behind his back long enough for you to grab control. “Seriously, guys? If you wanted to fight, you know where to find me-“

“There wasn’t time,” Seth cut in. “Drew attacked me, then Dolph hit him-“

“And Drew tossed me into the wall,” Dolph added. They began to talk over one another, oblivious to the tall man getting back to his feet behind them. You pushed them apart and kept Drew from getting engaged.

“Oy! Stay right there.” You quickly retracted your hand from his stomach. “None of this is acceptable. From any of you,” you said, looking pointedly at Seth. “But, we still need to work this out. Seth, I can already tell you upfront that you’re not going to like this. But you will be defending your Intercontinental Championship at the Royal Rumble.”

Seth shrugged. “Why wouldn’t I like that? I’m a fighting champ.”

“It’s going to be against both McIntyre and Ziggler.” You cringed as Seth’s face fell. Then you were surprised to see the other to men not as happy as you thought they would be. “Why are you two so glum? I figured-“

Drew growled, “how come Dolph gets to be in the match? He lost fair last week. At least when I lost it was because of interference. From him. The Rumble match would have been my rematch.”

With a nod of his head, Seth agreed. Dolph pushed at Drew’s shoulder and went to add his piece but you beat him to it. “It’s because of interference that I’m putting all three of you in the match. No use getting the title match disqualified because someone gets involved where they shouldn’t.” You sighed. “If you have any questions… you know where my office is. Don’t let me get another call about you three.” Gritting your teeth, you walked away not really caring of their glaring at each other.

***

Ember Moon paced back and forth in the ring with the title on her shoulder. “All this week, really all month, I’ve been thinking about the Royal Rumble. What I would do depending on who won the tournament if any of them were more a threat than the others. And do you know what I realized?” She stopped and looked at the crowd. “I don’t care.” Ember smiled. “I don’t care which woman is coming down that ramp on Sunday. As a matter of fact, it could be any of the guys too and I wouldn’t care. And you know why? Because I am the Raw Women’s Champion. I clawed and bled to earn this title.” She raised it above her head. “And no one is going to take it from me.”

She had to stop as Rhonda Rousey’s music interrupted her. “That’s all very nice, Ember. But it’s not just anybody who's going to be in that ring with you on Sunday. It’s going to be me.”

“And what of it?” Ember scoffed. “I don’t care who you are or what you burned to get here, I am going to keep you from holding this championship again.”

Rhonda’s jaw clenched. “Is that so?”

Now Ember knew she had her. “Yes. Yes, it is. But… we don’t have to wait until Sunday.”

“You know, I have to agree.”

A referee was there a minute later to officiate the match. Jojo stayed in her seat, listening to your orders over the headset. Renee passed the information along once it reached the announce table. “Y/N still wants the title to be defended at the Royal Rumble.”

“More practice for the women, I guess,” Corey quipped.

The women fought tooth and nail. The longer the match went on, the longer it took them both to get back to their feet. Ember climbed for a Total Eclipse, but she was ripped from the turnbuckles. Rhonda just about had Ember in an armbar when the referee was pulled out of the ring. Ruby Riott slid in, breaking the two women apart. She attacked Rhonda first, tackling her to one side. By the time she moved onto Ember, the referee had recovered and called for the disqualification in favor of Ember. Ruby rolled out of the ring with a cackle, barely making it to the floor before Rhonda made it to the ropes. She watched as Rhonda helped Ember to her feet.

“Good to see who you consider a threat around here, Ember,” she called back. “But Rhonda shouldn’t hold all your focus. That’s how you lose sight of a worthy opponent… me.” She walked backward up the ramp with a sneer. At the top, she laughed one more time at Ember and Rhonda angrily holding onto the top rope, then disappeared backstage.

***

Liv Morgan and Sarah Logan were waiting for her. They shared a hug and a flurry of giggles as you walked up. “Too bad it wasn’t a title match, Y/N,” Ruby said, “or I could have filled in for the loser on Sunday.”

“For the person you disqualified, you mean?” Huffing your emotions back into control, you crossed your arms. “And that’s assuming I wouldn’t just set them a rematch on Sunday. But that’s not what I’m here to talk to you about. You’ve got a singles match against Alicia Fox next, but you haven’t said who is going to be fighting.”

Liv snickered. “That’s assuming we were going to tell you at all.”

“It’s not Sunday yet. I could suspend you and let Tamina and Nia win by default. But I would rather not do that. Who is fighting tonight?”

The Squad bristled. They side-eyed each other, coming to an unspoken agreement. Sarah spoke up. “I am.” She shuffled on her feet. “Tamina got one over on me last week. I’m not going to let that happen tonight.”

You nodded. “Thank you. Have fun.” You walked away with your head held high. And you didn’t look back, even when you started to hear screaming. Though it did make you pause. But just for a second.

What you didn’t see was Sasha Banks and Bayley attacking the Riott Squad. Sarah was beat up the most. When Sasha and Bayley made their retreat, she wasn’t able to make it to her feet. Her teammates rushed to her side, followed by a referee. He shook his head. Ruby and Liv pointed between each other.

“Stay with her,” Liv said as their music started to play. Then she rushed off to replace Sarah in the match. Lacey Evans rounded the corner, stopping to one side of Ruby. She snorted, then made a show of stepping wide over Sarah’s outstretched legs.

When Alicia entered the arena, she was flanked by both Alexa Bliss and Mickie James. Though they weren’t in the match, they did their part. And they did it well. If Alicia wasn’t holding Liv’s attention, Alexa or Mickie was. Alicia stuck to staying in the ring, distracting the referee when Liv rolled out and was caught in a blind attack. Cole mentioned how similar the plan was to how the Riott Squad operated. And like with their planning, the strength of numbers was too much for Liv alone. Though, to her credit, Alicia moved with a bit of a limp, even as the ref raised her hand in victory.

Liv didn’t stick around. She rushed backstage to check on Ruby and Sarah.

***

In catering, the various tag teams were abuzz for the match later that night. For the number one contender spot, Chad Gable and Bobby Roode were going up against the Ascension. Whoever won that match, would face AOP at the Royal Rumble. But first, they would have to survive tonight’s lumberjack match.

Tyler Breeze walked into the fray with a smile. The glow disappeared as most everyone turned their backs on him. Shrugging, he walked around to include himself in a circle, but they split up and walked away. He tapped Bo Dallas’s shoulder. “Hey, why is everyone’s acting weird? It’s not like Dango and I are handing out fashion tickets.”

Apologetic, Bo explained. “That’s kind of the problem. Fandango has been out for months. As far as tag team events go… you can’t really participate.” He brightened up with an idea. “But if you could find a partner, then yeah, I’m sure you could join the match tonight. But until then… sorry, Breeze.” Bo turned away, leaving Breeze stunned. Stunned, but wheels turning. He left the room like a man on a mission.

***

“Come on, Y/N, tell me.”

“Nope.”

Dean wiggled his shoulders trying to think. “Hey, I’ll promise you Graeters. Is mint chocolate chip still your favorite?”

You had to smile. “Yeah, it is. But I’m not going to tell you your Rumble entry number.” You stopped him before he could ask again. “Nope. Now, do you mind? I do actually have work to do.” Dean punched lightly at your shoulder but left your office. Your face fell as another knock came to your door. “Come in.”

Elias entered. “You wanted to see me?”

With a nod, you wrote down something on a piece of paper. “Yes. I have a proposition for you, a kind of reward for helping out. This is your scheduled entry to the Royal Rumble.” Elias glanced at it, his eyebrows raising in slight approval. “But win your match… and you can enter at this number.”

He whistled.

“Just… It won’t be easy. Your opponent is Baron Corbin.” You took his relaxed strumming to mean that he wasn’t worried.

***

Nearly thirty minutes later, Elias had the better spot. He never left the ring, even though Baron had. Briefly. And he had sling-shot himself back in for a speed attack. But the new golden number was at the front of Elias’s mind and he did everything he needed to get that spot. Everything but use his guitar for anything other than making music. Elias sat back on his haunches and whistled again.

“What are you so chipper about?” Baron groaned as he sat up against the turnbuckles.

“No reason. But… my future just got a little bit brighter.” With a smile, Elias proudly let his hand be raised in victory. He shot one last triumphant grin at Baron before leaving the ring. Baron watched him leave, then focused his attention on Gorilla.

***

Curt Hawkins twirled his baton. “Are you interested?” He nodded at Dean, who tapped his collarbone deep in thought.

“Let me get this… correct. We have a match tonight. If I beat you, I get your later spot at the Rumble if it is later. But if you beat me, you get my later spot. If it is.”

“That’s it. No strings. No stipulations. Just two of the best in the business.”

Dean tilted his head back. Considering. “What do you get out of this? What do you really have to gain?”

Hawkins chuckled and shook his baton at Dean’s face. “You’ve been hanging out with your cousin. Good question. Let’s just say I really liked the feel of the Universal Championship on my shoulder. What do you say?”

With a grin that said he was sure in his choice, he shook Hawkins’s hand. “Deal. See ya in the ring.”

Then he could hear cackling. They both turned and saw Nikki Cross with her knees hooked over a trellis, upside-down and swinging back and forth. She laughed and clapped her hands. “You gonna play? Nikki likes to play. Mhmm. Play. Play. Play. Play!”

Hawkins kept his eyes on her and leaned towards Dean. “She looks crazier than you ever got.” He flinched with an ‘ow’ as Dean smacked the back of his head.

“We’re not crazy. Just living and wrestling at a higher frequency than you.”

***

The match didn’t go like Hawkins had hoped. Even his distraction by tossing his baton into Dean’s face, and then his vest, didn’t give him enough of an upper hand. Apparently, his earlier comment about Dean being crazy had ignited something in Dean. Like he wanted to live up to the description. So he did while staying within the legal constraints of the match, despite eyeing Hawkins’s baton to use as his own. Then, he flipped. Crazy men don’t break down their opponents with submission moves, right? He dashed Curt Hawkins’s dreams with a Dirty Deeds.

***

“Why is Y/N already making matches for the Elimination Chamber? It’s bad management,” Corey said as Zack Ryder entered the arena.

Renee scrunched up her nose. “Why is it bad management? After the Rumble, there’s only three Mondays until the Elimination Chamber. I think it’s great planning. We’re on the road to WrestleMania and she’s properly thinking ahead. And it’s only the second spot in the Universal Championship chamber match. It’s not like all the spots have been filled.”

As Braun Strowman entered the arena, and then the ring, Corey was still grumbling. “How can anyone plan if they’re thinking about two pay-per-views at a time?”

Michael Cole tried to redirect the conversation to the match, but Renee had one more comment. “Well, that just shows how brilliant Y/N is. And how small-minded you are, Corey.”

“And they’re off,” Cole said, cutting through Corey’s rebuttal. “How do you think Zack Ryder is going to do against Braun tonight?”

He was doing well. Mostly his strategy seemed to be dodging any kind of hits at all. A game of keep-away with his own body on the line. In the meantime, Ryder kept Braun going in circles, quickly moving in for attacks once the larger man was dizzy. Then Braun caught him. And threw Ryder through the ropes before stepping through them himself. Each time Ryder tried to escape back into the ring, Braun would pull him back out. And when the 10-count would get close, Braun would roll in and back out to break it.

Ryder began his dodge and weave again. Where Braun tried to run him over, he soon found Ryder wasn’t there and ran his own shoulders into the ring posts. When Braun caught him again, he tried to throw Ryder into the stairs, only to have it reversed. Braun was getting agitated. He finally met Ryder back in the ring, where they nearly demolished one another. The referee went to check on Braun after he had missed Ryder again, crashing into the ring post.

That was when Dr. M struck. He rolled into the ring, then Vaccinated the oblivious Ryder and spun him to the canvas. By the time Braun was back on his feet, Dr. M wasn’t visible by anyone in the ring. He only emerged from the bell booth after Braun pinned Ryder.

***

Ryder rolled out of the ring and was helped up the ramp by the referee. Braun stayed where he was, standing still as a statue as Dr. M joined him in the ring.

“Do you see it?” Dr. M asked the audience. “Do you see how easy it is to weed out the afflicted? Pride, a deadly sin, is also a disease. It builds with each accomplishment, no matter how short it lasts. And then when it is conquered, it spreads to the conqueror. There are times when small doses of pride are required. They give strength and direction, like with the Authors of Pain. Their pride helped them into the championship light. Then I gave them the last dose they needed to win the Raw tag team titles.”

Braun’s stoic face flickered. His eyes darted to the back of Dr. M’s head as he wondered what credit he was going to get. He received none as his teammate continued.

“But they are not yet finished. When the time is right, they will save the division. Healing it, showing the teams who have the real power.” He laughed. “And I cannot wait for the cleansing bonfires.” In a flicker of lights, they were gone.

The lighthearted music of Chad Gable and Bobby Roode replaced them. Next came the long line of tag teams to circle the ring. Tyler Breeze was at the end of the line. The Revival stopped him. With a smile, he took a step back and waited. Dana Brooke’s music hit, and she entered the arena. She stopped at Breeze’s side, then they shouldered past the Revival to join the others at ringside. Tucker Knight and Otis Dozovic of Heavy Machinery helped start a “Lucha” chant with the Lucha House Party. They were interrupted by the entrance of the Ascension.

They fought. When one team member was thrown out, they were roughed up a bit then thrown back in. Even Dana did her part. She received hearty pats on the back and welcoming handshakes. It was an even spread. For once, no side battles on the floor took away from what was happening in the ring. The whole tag roster reacted with cheers and jumping as Roode pinned Viktor.

Bodies of teammates started dropping outside of the ring. There was snap pandemonium, then Akam and Rezar slid into the ring, gunning for the victorious wrestlers. Drake tried to follow, but he was pulled back into the fray on the floor. In the ring, AOP made quick work of Gable and Roode, and of Viktor and Konnor. Except Konner didn’t go down as easily. He stumbled back to his feet just as Drake was finally able to escape into the ring. He turned right into an oncoming punch. Akam and Rezar shifted their attention to getting him out of harm's way but were attacked by teams as they flooded the canvas.

Drake punched back at someone grabbing him by the back of his vest. It turned out to be Rezar, who dragged him through the ropes. Drake continued to shout at the teams straining against the ropes. He looked back, expecting to see his teammates glaring at them. He was alone. And AOP was halfway up the ramp. He rushed to catch up with them while Gable and Roode were congratulated in the ring.

***

You stared at the number on your screen for a long minute before answering it. “Yes, Mr. Heyman?” You listened as he talked, rolling your eyes as he began to drone on. “I’m going to stop you there. No. Your client made it very clear that he wanted no part of this company. He can stay gone.” With a hiss, you stopped. He had started talking again. “Go ahead and talk to Hunter and the McMahons. Go for it. See if it makes a difference.”

With that, you hung up on him. Then tossed your phone across the room. This wasn’t good. You bit at your lip, trying to come up with a solution. You tilted your head. “That’s an idea,” you said to yourself. “No. It would be too easy. Right? Hmm. Maybe not.” You nodded. It was half a plan anyway. It would require just a tiny change to another plan, but it was one that might just help everyone.

Part 38: Squirrels in a Row (Royal Rumble)

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watermelonoperator · 5 years ago

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Don’t get me started on Rhonda Rousey, she lost two fights by knockout after a streak of 12 wins and scampered off to WWE with her tail between her legs.

In fact next time someone wants to bring up male athletes being “fragile” I’ll be more than happy to remind them of rousey

call me ignorant but i genuinely don’t understand why sports have to be split up by gender.

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SUMMERSLAM RESULTS and MATCH HIGHLIGHTS by The Outlaw Micheal Tomsik

Hello from The Outlaw Micheal Tomsik thanks for reading my blogs and joining my live Twitter here are the results and fallout from Summer Slam 2018.

Nikki and Brie Bella on interview with Renee Young.

Terri Perry opens SummerSlam.

MATCHES HIGHLIGHTS AND RESULTS FROM SUMMERSLAM:

#1) IC TITLE MATCH:

Seth Rollins vs Dolph Ziggler

Wth Dean Ambrose and Drew Mcintyre ringside

HIGLIGHTS OF MATCH:

Ziggler escapes the ring after a few moments in the match.

Drew and Dean go face to face a few times in the match.

Ziggler goes after the knee of Rollins.

Rollins hits the floor pretty hard outside the ring.

Rollins hits the floor a second time over the ropes to the outside floor.

Rollins hits floor a third time as Rollins had Ziggler in a suplex move.

Rollins gits the rip cord knee move and covers Dolph, but Dolph kicks out.

Ziggler nails a DDT on the outside of the ring and a count out starts.

Rollins frog splash but Ziggler blocked it.

Rollins from the top rope and flips Ziggler but Ziggler kicks out.

The Crowd is chanting and cheering!

Drew attacks Dean and Ziggler nails Rollins and Rollins is cut open.

The Stomp and SETH ROLLINS WINS!

WINNER: SETH ROLLINS

#2) SMACKDOWN TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:

New Day vs Bludgeon Brothers

HIGHLIGHTS OF MATCH:

Xavier Woods and Big E go against Luke Harper and Erick Rowan

Bludgeon Brothers pound on Xavier and take Big E on the floor.

Steel Stairs as Woods fights out Luke Harper hits the steps as count out starts.

Big E takes Luke and Erick out on the outside of the ring.

Luke covers B E but Big E kicks out.

Big E spears Luke through the ropes however Erick nails B E.

Big E is covered but Xavier saves the match.

Woods is slammed on the mat by Luke but Xavier kicked out.

Big E slams Luke outside the ring and Woods is tagged in.

Woods from the top rope nails Luke on the outside of the ring.

Rowan hits Woods and Big E with the Hammer and the match is a DQ.

Luke than hits Big E with the Hammer.

WINNERS: NEW DAY by DQ

#3) MONEY IN THE BANK UP FOR GRABS WITH STIPULATION IF STROWMAN LOSES IN ANY WAY HE LOSSES THE BANK CONTRACT:

Kevin Owens vs Bruan Strowman

HIGHLIGHTS OF THE MATCH:

Strowman comes out strong as he nails Owens twice outside the ring with shoulder blocks.

Strowman slams Owens on the Steel Ramp.

Strowman slams Owens in the ring and the match is over.

WINNER: BRUAN STROWMAN

#4) SMACKDOWN TRIPLE THREAT MATCH FOR SMACKDOWN WOMEN CHAMPIONSHIP:

Becky Lunch vs Charlotte Flair vs Carmella

HIGHLIGHTS OF THE MATCH:

Lynch goes after Carmella but Flair and Lynch start to fight.

Flair covers Lynch but Lynch kicks out.

Carmella slams both Flair and Lynch into the ring post outside the ring.

Carmella seems to hold her own with Flair and Lynch.

Flair comes in the ring and kicks Lynch,and goes for the figure 4 but Lynch drop kicks both Carmella and Flair.

Carmella covers Lynch but she kicks out.

Flair spears Carmella and attempts a few covers on Carmella.

Flair got Carmella in the figure 4 and Lynch saves the pin.

Carmella spears Lynch and Flair off top rope nails Lynch and Carmella.

Lynch covers Flair again and Carmella breaks the count.

Lynch gets the disarmer on Carmella but Carmella gets to the ropes.

Flair covers Lynch.

After the match Lynch attacks Charlotte Flair and the fans go crazy!

WINNER: CHARLOTTE FLAIR

#5) SMACKDOWN WWE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:

Samoa Joe vs Aj Styles

HIGHLIGHTS OF THE MATCH:

Match starts off slow as Aj and Joe feel each other out.

Joe leaning on Aj on the mat floor.

Aj and Joe exchange shots in the middle of the ring.

Aj turns on the attacks on Joe and covers Joe and Joe kicks out.

Aj hurts his knee and Aj misses a move and Joe covers Aj.

Aj hits the Style Clash on Joe but he kicks out.

Aj and Joe both on mat and both have a hard time getting up.

Aj gets the Cat Crusher on Joe but Joe just slams Aj.

Joe gets the clutch on Aj but Aj gets his leg on rope.

Joe kicks AJ off the top rope to the floor, than to the steel steps.

Aj is busted up and Aj spears Joe off the table.

Aj hits Joe with a chair and the bell rings as match is called a DQ.

WINNER: SAMOA JOE by DQ

#6) MIZ vs DANIEL BRAYN

HIGHLIGHTS OF THE MATCH:

Miz attacks first but Daniel fights right back.

Daniel punches Miz in the face finally.

Daniel covers Miz but Miz kicks out.

Miz does the surf board on Daniel and Daniel kicks the Miz.

Daniel turns the other check on the Miz with same move.

Miz gets Daniel on the ropes in the bad area and a clothes line on Daniel.

Daniel drop kicks the Miz twice and the IT kicks.

Daniel covers the Miz but he kicks out.

Daniel jumps off the top rope on the Miz on the outside of the ring.

Miz turns things with a DDT on Daniel and nearly wins the match.

Miz nails scull Crusher and Daniel kicks out.

Daniel nails the Miz with a kick and attempts a cover on the Miz.

Daniel hits the post with his leg and Miz gets the figure 4.

Daniel reverses the move and Miz gets to the ropes.

Miz and Daniel have several exchanges and Daniel gets the YES LOCK.

Miz gets to the ropes again and falls outside the ring.

Mayrce handed something to the Miz outside the ring that he used to win.

WINNER: MIZ

#7) BARON CORBIN vs FINN BAYLOR

HIGHLIGHTS OF THE MATCH:

Balor music hits and the Demon Finn Balor appears to delight of fans.

Balor attacks Baron Corbin and we have a cloud of smoke around the ring.

Balor attacks Baron and the Demon wins in a short time.

WINNER: FINN BALOR

#8) SMACKDOWN US CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:

Jeff Hardy vs Shinskue Nakamura

HIGHLIGHTS OF THE MATCH:

Fans singing at the start of the match.

Nakamura gets Hardy on the mat.

Nakamura gets Hardy on the outside of the ring.

Nakamura covers Hardy but he kicks out.

Hardy seems to come back in the match.

Hardy hits Whisper in the Wind on Nakamura but he kicks out.

Namaura knees to Hardy and goes for the low blow.

Hardy hits Twist of Fate and the Swan Ron Bomb but Nakamura gets to the rope.

Hardy hits another Twist of Fate and Hardy misses and hits the ring apron.

Nakamura in his position and nails Hardy

WINNER: NAKMAURA

#9) WWE RAW WOMEN CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:

Rhonda Rousey vs Alexa Bliss

HIGHLIGHTS OF THE MATCH:

Natyla comes to the ring side area.

The crowd awakens as Rhonda Rousey comes to the ring.

Rousey in the ring as Bliss is outside.

Rousey closes her eyes and gets Rousey in a head lock but Rousey turns it around.

Rousey asking Bliss if she is ready and ask crowd to break the arm?

Bliss tapped out in seconds!

WINNER: RHONDA ROUSEY

#10) WWE UNIVERSAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:

Roman Reigns vs Brock Lesnar

HIGHLIGHTS OF THE MATCH:

504 days of a champion with the fewest defending matches.

Strowman comes to the ring and says he refuses to cash in the Bank with back turned in.

Strowman says at the end of the match some one is Gonna Get these hands.

Roman superman punches Lesnar 3 times and spears him twice.

Roman spears him again and Lesnar gets the head lock and Roman slams Lesnar.

Lesnar has a head lock on Roman but Roman up and slams Lesnar to the mat.

Lesnar ripped gloves off and Lesnar German suplex twice.

Lesnar 3 German suplexs on Roman.

Lesnar moves and Strowman gets nailed by Roman and F-5 to Strowman.

Lesnar smashes Strowman and Lesnar with chair shots to Strowman.

Lesnar with chair and Roman spears Lesnar

WINNER: ROMAN RIEGNS

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10 Incredible Olympians Who Will Inspire You To Fight For Your Dreams

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10 Incredible Olympians Who Will Inspire You To Fight For Your Dreams

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When the Olympic Games roll around, we’re all confronted with what people can accomplish with enough dedication.

No matter which arenas these athletes step into, there is a common thread that connects each and every one of them: They make it their mission to achieve their dreams. Whether they grew up rich or poor, privileged or suffocated by oppression, they’re all emblematic of what it means to chase your dreams until you’re totally breathless.

But there are some whose stories strike a particularly profound chord. A few athletes competing in Rio this year were born into violence in Sudan. Another broke her spine and stopped at nothing to get back in the game. Their stories are important. They’re inspiring and powerful and sometimes tragic. They prove that with perseverance, no hurdle on the road to greatness is too high.

1. Kayla Harrison

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In Rio, Harrison will compete for the United States in women’s judo. She has trained with the likes of Rhonda Rousey. She fields more offers from mixed martial arts groups every day. She was also sexually abused by her coach as a judo prodigy at the age of 13.

The beginning of her career was marred by betrayal and trauma, but now, she’s open with her story in the hopes that she can help other young athletes who are dealing with sexual assault believe in their talents and know that their abusers are the ones who should suffer, not them. Harrison is a hero in more ways than one.

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2. Jillion Potter

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Although this rugby superstar from the U.S. seems unbreakable, her entire career almost came crashing down when she shattered her C5 vertebra and tore a few ligaments. Despite her doctor’s orders to refrain from ever playing again, she went through extensive rehab to get back on the field.

When she overcame that obstacle, however, she was strapped with a devastating diagnosis. She was heartbroken to discover that she had synovial sarcoma, which is a form of cancer that affects soft tissue in the joints. Amazingly, she underwent chemotherapy and will be hitting the turf this year to play for her country.

3. Quanitta “Queen” Underwood

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This American boxing star has had to fight her entire life, and like Harrison, she knows what it’s like to be betrayed. She and her sister suffered through years of sexual abuse committed by their own father. Unlike many athletes, Underwood was not a prodigy. She was always strong, but she wasn’t introduced to boxing until she was 19 after she joined the Air Force.

She medaled in London back in 2012, which was the year boxing was introduced as an Olympic sport. All signs point to her doing it again this year.

4. Guor Mading Maker

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Childhood was never something Maker was able to enjoy. The Sudanese runner was born during a period of violence and turmoil as the southern region of Sudan worked to free itself from the country’s clutches. He lost eight siblings to that war, along with 28 more family members. It stole everything from him. When South Sudan became its own nation and the Olympic qualifiers rolled around, he realized that he did not have citizenship in a nation recognized by the Olympic committee.

In a moment that made Olympic history, Maker was permitted to run in London as an independent athlete. In Rio, he will compete as a member of the South Sudanese team in its inaugural year.

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5. Kieran Behan

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As a child, this Irish gymnast was told that he would be bound to a wheelchair his entire life due to complications caused by a tumor on his right leg. After rigorous therapy, he defied his physicians and learned to walk on his own again.

After sustaining a major injury, he was once again told that a career in gymnastics wasn’t in the cards for him. Once again, he pushed through rehab and got back out on the floor. He’s since torn a ligament, but as you can imagine, that didn’t stop him. He’s used to overcoming adversity, and that’s exactly what he’ll do in Rio.

6. Yusra Mardini

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This Syrian swimmer has a unique relationship with the water, since the greatest journey of her young life was a harrowing trip across the Aegean from Syria to Greece as she and her sister fled from their war-torn nation. Before they reached the shore, their boat began to fill with water. Along with her sister and another refugee, Mardini became a hero when she pushed the boat to dry land.

And now, as a member of the first Refugee Olympic Team (ROT), she hopes to swim her way to victory in Rio. Based on how far her dreams have taken her, that goal is certainly within reach.

7. Lopez Lomong

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By age six, this runner for the United States had gone through more than most of us will in a lifetime. As a child, Lomong was abducted and taken back to Sudan, where he was born, and placed in a prison camp. He was one of the nation’s “Lost Boys,” as was Maker. This was the name given to children who were stolen or orphaned during a civil war that took pace between 1983 and 2005.

Townspeople helped the runner escape and make his way to the Kenyan border. That’s where he remained in a refugee camp for an entire decade. When he’s not competing, he can be found working as an activist to bring education and healthcare to the people of Sudan.

8. Yiech Pur Biel

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Biel, a 21-year-old member of the ROT, began running competitively just one year ago. He turned to running because in trying times, it made him feel like something larger than himself when he no longer felt like he belonged to any nation.

Although he’s a rookie, the 800-meter runner shows incredible promise, but his humility is what really sets him apart. As he explained to People, “Even if I will not get gold or silver, I will show the world that being a refugee, you can do something.” He and his team members give faces to one of the world’s most contentious issues, and those faces are symbols of strength and bravery.

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9. Kristina Vogel

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In 2009, this German cyclist’s Olympic dreams were almost shattered when she was in a horrific car accident. She broke multiple bones, lost most of her bottom teeth, and was even put into a medically induced coma for two days.

After recovering, however, she hit the track once again and pedaled her heart out for her country in London. She’ll do the same in Rio.

10. Yolande Mabika

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Mabika’s life was off to a rough start when she was orphaned in the Democratic Republic of the Congo, but she found solace in judo that led to her becoming the national champion. She eventually sought asylum in Brazil, where she continued to train.

“Judo gives me a strong heart,” she said. “I started judo to make my life better, to change my life, because I searched for my family for so long.”

Life just feels impossible sometimes. The point that these athletes drive home, however, is that the finish line is never out of reach. We can all go for gold.

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Charlotte Flair & Nikki Bella vs Natlaya Neidhart & Ronda Rousey

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The bell rang and Charlotte immediately went for an arm drag, but Rhonda showed her research by tightening her leg muscles and refusing to be tossed around like a rag doll. She instead lifted the lighter Charlotte and casually flipped her into a scoop slam. Nikki cheered her partner on as she bounced up and ran at Rhonda in a cross-body attempt, only for the woman to catch her. She walked Charlotte towards Nikki, bringing her close enough for Nikki to attempt the tag but not close enough for it to actually happen. When Charlotte finger’s were mere inches from her partner’s, Rhonda threw her back into the center of the ring with a fallaway slam. Natalya Neidhart now requested the tag, but Rhonda shook her head and continued the onslaught. Falling to her knees beside Charlotte, she began driving them MMA-style into her opponent’s forehead. Charlotte tried to lift her hands to protect herself, but this proved of little success. Once she tired of the knee strikes, Rhonda yanked her up and connected with a Sambo suplex into the corner! Charlotte’s leg bounced off the middle turnbuckle, causing everyone in the audience to wince. Rhonda then picked her up and placed her in a Tree of Woe. As Rhonda went to drive her knee into Charlotte’s abdomen, Charlotte lifted her own into her opponent’s shoulder. Rhonda backed away long enough for Charlotte to remove her legs from the turnbuckle and wrap them around Rhonda’s head. She performed a modified hurricanrana, sending Rhonda’s forehead into the turnbuckle padding. This momentary respite allowed Charlotte to crawl towards Nikki and make the tag! Rhonda turned to meet her head on, but Nikki dove off the top rope in a crossbody! She immediately rolled her to feet and began delivering Daniel Bryan-like kicks to her kneeled opponent. Rhonda winced with each blow, but beyond that they seemed to have little true impact. Once she stood, Nikki ran back against the ropes, ricocheted off, and delivered a dropkick that sent Rhonda into her own corner. Natalya Neidhart made the blind tag, much to Rhonda’s displeasure. The referee smacked his palms together and told Rhonda she had to exit the ring. Natalya entered the fray as Rhonda begrudgingly exited to the apron. Natalya immediately picked up right where Rhonda left off, however, by avoiding a Nikki big boot and sending her packing with a German suplex. Rather than release the hold, she immediately followed this up with a dragon suplex. Before she could complete go for a pin, however, Nikki elbowed Natalya in the side of the head. She connected with a side slam backbreaker and fell into a seated position to regain her breath. As Natalya rose to her feet, Nikki measured her up and sprinted towards her with a Yakuza kick. Natalya dodged it and lifted Nikki into the Powerbomb! As she rose into the air, however, Nikki rolled forward and caught Natalya off guard in a roll-through pin: 1… 2… Natalya kicked out, sending Nikki flying right into Rhonda! Natalya leaned over the ropes to check on her partner, which gave Nikki time to crawl over and make the tag to Charlotte Flair. Charlotte waited for Natalya to turn, springboarded off the ropes, and connected with Natural Selection! She hooked the leg: 1… 2… 3! “The winners are …Charlotte Flair & Nikki Bella”

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RAWcap 30/01/17

With the first Pay-Per-View of the year just past, let’s see what the post-Rumble RAW has for us. The Wrestlemania sign looks good hanging from the ceiling, reminding us that we are now firmly in Wrestlemania season.

Starting off with still Universal Champion Kevin Owens, and US Champion Chris Jericho. KO has some tape on his arms and legs and is walking with a bit of a limp. Kevin starts his promo by mirroring Paul Heyman, announcing himself and Jericho as Universal and US champion respectively. Kevin’s promo is blistering, he’s got an intensity that we haven’t seen from him for a while, but the crowd doesn’t seem super into it, at least to start with. Chris starts bragging about being the best man in the Royal Rumble (the 61-minute man, for how long he lasted in the Rumble), and Braun’s music hits. Braun interrupts Kevin to ask for his title shot and the crowd starts chanting “Thank You Strowman”, which I fully support. Braun shows proof of Kevin promising him a title shot. Braun wants his title shot that night on RAW, and Mick Foley makes it so, my guess this’ll be the Main Event of the show, however...

Chris Jericho vs. Sami Zayn(w) Next up Jericho is in the first match of the night vs. Sami Zayn. This should be a very fun match. We’re reminded that Sami lasted 48 minutes and it took the Undertaker to take him out. Jericho tries to run Sami into the barricade, but Sami instead jumps up onto it and moonsaults onto Jericho. Sami fights out of the Walls of Jericho before landing a huge Helluva kick on Jericho for the pinfall. Good match to start off the night, and a bit of a faster paced match as well. The announcers keep mentioning this could lead to Sami getting a US title shot, so if KO wins Jericho’s title at Mania (since Jericho wants to tour with his band), we could get more KO vs. Sami for the US title.

Backstage, Sheamus and Cesaro are fighting about their almost friendship break at the Rumble, before Bayley interrupts and reminds them of a 6-man tag match between Bayley, Cesaro and Sheamus vs. Charlotte and the Club, who then turn up to run them down. Luke Gallows calls them nerds, before the heels saunter off.

There’s a recap of the histroy between Triple H and Seth Rollins, dating all the way back to 2014, when Triple H chose Seth Rollins to be champion, and now recapping their latest part of the storyline. There’s a reminder that tonight, Seth Rollins and Stephanie will square off Face to Face in the middle of the ring.

Tony Nese(w) vs. Mustafa Ali Next is a Cruiserweight match with Tony Nese and Mustafa Ali. It seems a bit weird to me that Neville isn’t the first Cruiserweight segment from the week, but I guess they might be saving that for 205Live. Tony Nese gets the upper hand early, but Ali gets some good offense in and delivers a great looking Neckbreaker. Mustafa Ali’s starting to impress me in the ring a lot. Tony Nese knocks down Ali from the top rope and picks up a win against Ali with a running knee. After the match Austin interviews him, who gives a great interview, and Tony Nese tell him that he doesn’t have to talk to his critics. Austin Aries once again shows how great he is, and hopefully part of this is introducing him to the Audience so that when he debuts he can make as big of a splash as possible.

Next up is Seth and Stephanie facing off in the ring. Seth calls Stephanie out, and makes a good line about Stephanie disappointing her husband every night. Seth remarks that if Triple H isn’t here, Seth doesn’t care about Steph. Stephanie provides another sort of recap of Seth’s story with Triple H over recent times. The crowd chants “No!” to Seth apologizing the Stephanie, and Seth fakes out an apology, saying he’s sorry for exposing Triple H etc. Seth says Triple H is scared of him for calling security on Seth because Seth is the greatest threat to H’s legacy, and says everyone knows it including Steph (he intimates something about banging her), but Stephanie quickly turns it around by telling Seth he disgusts her. Seth threatens to invade WWE Headquarters, or to interrupt board meetings, and to show up at Stephanie’s house (he seems to threaten Stephanie’s kids here) which is a weird move. Stephanie reveals Triple H is on his way to RAW and he’s coming for Seth. This promo was weirdly sexual and threatening, but both Seth and Steph were selling it well enough. It mainly just builds Seth’s heat with Stephanie, but since Stephanie isn’t going to wrestle, it feels kind of like Triple H should have just showed up. At least we’re finally going to get Triple H tonight.

Bayley(w), Cesaro and Sheamus vs. Charlotte, and The Club (Luke Gallows and Karl Anderson) Cesaro has the dangly tape on her arm similar to bayley, but Sheamus has neglected to don them. They all reach towards the roof as the Bayley buddies come out from the floor. Cesaro looks like he’s having a blast teaming with Bayley while Sheamus looks very done with the whole affair. Byron mentions that Charlotte is now 16-0 in PPV wins. Sheamus has Gallows stuck in the ropes, doing his chest punches and Charlotte comes in and kicks him from behind, which distracts him enough for Gallows to get back on the offensive. This is kind of annoying because Charlotte looks incredibly scared of all the men in this match. She shouldn’t be scared of Sheamus, or at least she should be acting tough. It just seperates the divisions more and takes away from mixed tag matches, as it makes them feel like there’s not a whole lot of point. Bayley picks up the win with a Bayley to Belly.

Next up, Stephanie is calling out Mick Foley back stage and Mick once again reminds Steph that she hired him. This ends up with Steph and Foley staring at each other with tensions high. There was a rumor floating around that Mick was potentially wanting to step away from the GM role, and I could see this leading to that, I hope he goes out with something of a bang though, probably not a match as he’s too old, but there’s plenty of options for a good exit.

Next up is Neville’s coronation. Neville comes out holding the title, and in his ring gear, so I’m interested in what’s going to happen here. Neville cuts another great promo before Rich Swann’s music hit. Rich Swann looks like he’s entirely covered in baby oil. Rich’s promo work this week is pretty strong, and he offers Neville a handshake. Neville tells Rich to bend the knee to him, really playing into the King part of his gimmick, and Rich Swann goes to leave. Neville says ‘You do not turn your back on your king” and goes onn the offense, but Swann gets the upper hand, landing a suicide dive before Neville retreats up the ropes. I really hope Neville is allowed to play into this king gimmick more, he should have some knights that follow him around to protect his honour, go full Game of Thrones with it. We’ll probably see Swann vs. Neville at Fastlane, followed by maybe a multi-man match at Wrestlemania, which could be very good. If Austin Aries is back by then and contends for the title, that’d be incredible.

Backstage Sasha is getting her knee taped up and Bayley comes back to talk about Sasha’s next match against Nia. Sasha says she has everything to prove by going after Nia Jax again and teases a bit more tension between herself and Bayley. This should be a really good match when it eventually happens.

Chris and Kevin discuss Kevin’s match backstage, and Chris mentions that should anything happen they’ll still be the joint US Champion, and Kevin just brushes it off as being nothing. This is a good small point in the story. The promo ends with Kevin asking Jericho if he’s got his back, and Jericho hesitates before assuring Kevin he does. This match is next up, and it feels little strange to not have this as the main event, and even more so to have this in the middle of the second hour.

Kevin Owens vs. Braun Strowman(w) for the Universal Championship with Chris Jericho on Commentary Braun comes out and stares at the commentary tables before attacking Jericho, chokeslamming him through the announce table, and pointing to Kevin in the ring. The announcers return to their headsets and Braun and Kevin square off in the ring. Kevin looks completely terrified of Braun, which is great. Kevin starts by rolling out of the ring, but he goes back in after a minute, and it feels like he should grab his title and walk straight backstage, taking the DQ loss to keep the title. He knows he’s in no shape to face Braun. Kevin tricks Braun into running into the ring post, which seems to be the only way anybody can take him down, which I am okay with. Roman’s music hits and he saunters out from the ramp. He Superman punches Strowman, ending the match in a DQ, but leaving Owens with the title.Roman lines up Strowman and spears him off the steps, before stepping in the ring and spearing Owens. He doesn’t speak or interact with the crowd, and kind of, ever so slightly is acting heelish. Corey points out the Strowman is back to his feet before Roman makes it back up the ramp. This seems fine to me. Obviously Strowman wasn’t going to win the title, and hopefully this leads to a Roman heel turn, but even if it doesn’t this is decent work from Roman anyway.

Outside, Brock Lesnar arrives with Paul Heyman.

And in the middle of an ad for WWE Champions, Brock’s music hits. The “Suplex City” chants are strong. Heyman starts talking about Lesnar’s elimination at the Rumble and the crowd interrupts him by chanting “Goldberg”. Heyman starts talking about every legend having one person who has their number, using Andre the Giant, Rhonda Rousey and the Undertaker as examples, and ends with Brock Lesnar. This promo is pretty good, standard stuff for Paul Heyman, who is always great on the mic, and ends with a challenge for Goldberg at Wrestlemania, the most obvious match from this year. Pretty good segment, good to see it come out of the blue, which is different for how Brock has appeared recently, and it’s good to get the Mania match set in motion.

Sasha Banks vs. Nia Jax(w) Sasha comes out for a match against Nia to try and get her revenge again. Nia whips Sasha’s broken knee into the ring post and has Sasha in a submission hold when the bell rings. This isn’t a Screwjob situation, and the camera doesn’t investigate the bell at all, the ref didn’t seem to call for the bell so I’m very confused. Bayley runs down the ramp to Sasha’s aid and Nia leaves the ring. Very confusing, the ref could have easily just called for a TKO or something, this was just weird. Not good.

Enzo and Cass(w) vs. Rusev and Jinder Mahal in a Tornado Tag Team match This match is advertised to end their feud, and we see Sasha being helped back stage by Bayley and a medic, before cutting to Lana in the ring, introducing Rusev. Rusev comes out with the nose guard, accompanied by Jinder Mahal and furthering the Handsome Rusev gimmick which I’m a fan of. Cass rhymes Tornado with Loredo (the city this RAW is in) and the crowd pops pretty big. It’s a decent promo from Enzo and Cass, they’re still some of the greatest on the roster on the mic. Tornado tag matches always seem like something of a mess since it’s just four guys brawling. Enzo gets knocked out of the match for around 5 minutes, then comes back so Cass can help him deliver the Bada-Boom-Shaka-Laka on Rusev for the victory. Hopefully this is the end of their feud. It’s weird to me that this is the Main Event of the show, but for a Tornado tag match it was fine.

For the Climax of the show, we have the long awaited return of Triple H to RAW. Interestingly Triple H seems to have different music this time. It’s still great to see Haitch back for the first time since he gave the title to Kevin Owens. Hunter’s promo is incredible. The crowd doesn’t seem hugely into it, but he’s playing a great heel. The main gist of the promo starts with the story of Hunter handing everything to Seth on a silver platter, and then not being able to hold up his end of the bargain. He then switches to talk about trying to not be the guy who buries people, to being someone who tried to create new Superstars in NXT, and ends with “I’m tired of trying.” He calls out Seth saying “You already know who you’re creator is, come and meet your detroyer.” Absolutely great work. Rollin’s music hits. Both men get ready to square off in the ring and all of a sudden SAMOA FUCKING JOE appears out of nowhere. SAMOA JOE IS ON RAW. He should be on Smackdown but HOLY SHIT SAMOA JOE IS ON THE MAIN ROSTER and he is absolutely destroying Seth Rollins. Rollins is still focused on Triple H, but Joe picks him up and tosses him in the ring as Triple H walks back up the ramp. Samoa Joe gets off some incredibly athletic moves and looks so strong. He gets the Coquina Clutch on Seth and stands tall in the ring as Seth is laid out at the end of the show.

Absolutely incredible finish to the show in my opinion. I have a worry that we might instead of seeing Seth/Triple H at Mania, see Seth/Joe at Mania, and while that’d be a fine match, Triple H can’t have many Wrestlemania’s left in him and a prominent but non-title feud is a great spot for him. Either way, hopefully we��ll get some more idea about where this is going next week.

Overall this was an entertaining RAW, but not one of the best, 7.5/10 from me. I’ll be back later tonight with a Smackdown recap.

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Family Found Part 38: Squirrels in a Row

The Royal Rumble is a hit and a new champion is crowned. When Monday night rolls around, the reader and Seth Rollins have a heart-to-heart that reveals some of the motivation for some of her recent choices.

Warnings/Promises: wrestling violence

Word Count: 5340

Note: It’s the Rumble, it’s big. Sorry. Interesting stuff happens though! I can already tell you that WrestleMania will be getting its own chapter. A lot of dialogue in this one, 95% of it advancing the plot. Comments, reblogs, and every other means of reader reactions are super appreciated! Enjoy.

Part 1: Welcome to the Team

Part 36: Choices

Part 37: Planning the Rumble and Beyond

Royal Rumble – January 27, 2018 – Phoenix, Arizona

“And we are rapidly approaching the first step on the road to WrestleMania!” Michael Cole introduced Renee and Corey before the last match on the pre-show. “Next up is the greatly anticipated match between the Nia Jax and Tamina against the Raw women tag team champions, the Riott Squad.” All three members of the announce table picked which team they thought would win. It weighed in favor of Nia and Tamina.

Sarah Logan and Tamina started off first, their rematch having been interrupted last Monday. Holding true to her promise, Sarah held the upper hand until Nia tagged in. Then she survived only a little bit before needing a respite and tagged in Liv. Ruby directed from ringside, watching her teammates’ backs and calling for tags when she noticed either getting tired. Her presence was giving them an edge, something their opponents did not appreciate.

While Tamina was keeping the two occupied, Nia ran around to take care of Ruby. Liv disengaged and left the ring to help, leaving Sarah alone. Tamina was distracted as Liv attacked Nia, jumping on her back, and tried to go after her. Sarah used that to her advantage and won the pin.

The Riott Squad had retained.

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To officially begin the Royal Rumble, the men’s Rumble match was first. The crowd counted down to each wrestler’s entrance. At the number six spot, Dean’s music hit then shifted to Curt Hawkins’s theme. Their match on Monday had ensured a better entry for Dean, but how much better remained to be seen until the fortieth spot. Again, there was a switch of music until Dean came out. About that time, Hawkins was finally eliminated. Dean gave him a salute on his way by before sliding into the ring. R-Truth entered last thanks to his win with Carmella in the Mixed Match Challenge.

Dean had his focus on a group of Smackdown wrestlers trying to toss him from the ring. Samoa Joe was leading the attack. Your cousin grinned as Elias approached, thinking he was there to help. Instead, Elias tipped Dean and two of the group over the ropes, eliminating them. And bringing the match down to the final five of him, Finn Balor, Mustafa Ali, Andrade, and Samoa Joe. Mustafa went for Joe and was assisted by the rest of the group to send him over. He tried to get back in the ring and retaliate, but the referees prevented him. Four to go. Finn rind the ring of Andrade after a show-off of power and ring acrobatics. Mustafa returned the favor, flipping onto Finn to weaken him, then accepting help from Elias to eliminate him.

It was down to Elias from Raw and Mustafa from Smackdown. Grappling against speed. And both capable of keeping their feet on the ropes instead of the canvas. Mustafa tried to flip onto Elias like he had with Finn, but Elias came up with a high knee. Exhaustion almost brought the match to a halt. They wobbled to their feet and gave each other an approving nod. Mustafa ran at full speed towards Elias hanging onto the ropes. The Drifter dropped, taking the top rope with him. Mustafa went over but landed on the apron. A hard shoulder finished the match.

Elias was going to WrestleMania. But for which championship?

***

Now the first of the Raw championships was up for grabs. Ember Moon stalked down to the ring, glaring at Rhonda Rousey already in the bottom corner. They started with a stare-down, muttering threats at each other. Threats only one of them was going to be able to live up to. Rhonda attacked first, taking the upper hand. Ember had to retreat until she was able to break free and make her own offense. From corner to corner, then around the ring, they fought tooth and nail. When the referee’s ten-counts got to close for comfort, Rhonda rolled into the ring and out, breaking them. A count-out or disqualification would give Ember the win. Which seemed to be the champion’s strategy.

Often, Ember would let Rhonda trap her in the ropes or in a corner, where the referee would threaten Rhonda with a disqualification if she didn’t back down. Each one made her more and more irate. Her last fuming around the ring ended as she breathed herself down, then turned just in time to catch a Total Eclipse. One, two, and three. Ember retained her championship fair and square. Give or take messing with Rhonda’s head.

***

The Raw men’s tag titles match was also a mental minefield. But not because either side had ahold of the controls. Both the Authors of Pain and the team of Chad Gable and Bobby Roode had power and great minds for strategy. Either side could win the titles and no one in the crowd would feel cheated of a good show. But this is WWE. Since when is anything easy?

Rezar slumped off his feet in a corner. The referee was busy on the other side trying to break apart Gable and Akam. Roode rushed at full speed towards Rezar. As he reached the corner, Braun Strowman jumped up onto the apron and roared. Startled, Roode fell back and Rezar caught his legs for a roll-up pin. By the time the referee turned, Braun was gone; he counted to three. The bell rang. As it’s echo came to an end, it was replaced with laughter. AOP and Maverick rushed to the ropes, shocked to see Dr. M with the bell mallet in hand.

“Congratulations,” he said with a bow. He took the tag titles to the ropes and handed them to the referee to hand to them. Then he left with Braun, slowly backing up the ramp until he was sure that they knew who had helped them win. And why.

***

Heading towards the end of the show, the triple threat for the Intercontinental Championship was up next. Seth Rollins, Drew McIntyre, and Dolph Ziggler eyed each other from various sides of the ring. They stepped left and right, both trying to make the first move and to keep away from the others. Dolph nodded towards Seth, looking at Drew. The Scotsman shook his head. Not tonight. Not ever. Seth made to grab at Dolph. Drew grabbed him before he made a step. Dolph laughed as they fought and left to recline in a corner. He was ready with a near-zig-zag the second Seth was able to rid the ring of Drew.

When Drew was able to stagger his way back up to the apron, Seth and Dolph shared a look. As one they gave him a kick to the jaw. He crumpled outside the ring, giving them space to continue one-on-one. Dolph won control of the ring for about ten seconds, which he spent gloating instead of watching his back. Seth gladly took a breather as the two former teammates tore each other apart. He quickly rejoined them as Drew went for a pin, breaking it with a double fist between Drew’s shoulder blades. Sometimes all three were involved in a show of strength, each trying to push one man from the locked group in the center of the ring. Dolph was thrown wide, his back arching around a ring post. Seth turned from the view to a Claymore kick that dropped him for the pin.

There was a new Intercontinental champion. Drew kneeled, looking at his title, then stood tall and held it high, smug and proud.

***

It was a given that Carmella was going to enter last. But the presence of Alexa Bliss was a welcome surprise. The second appearance of Rhonda a little less so, but she wanted another chance. And she was willing to fight for it. Unfortunately for the both of them, neither made it to the final five. Alexa did have the pride and privilege of eliminating Rhonda before then, but she was eliminated by Lacey Evans. Who in turn was eliminated by Mickie James with a smile. She was tipped out of the ring by Bayley.

The final five women in the ring stood in a circle. From Raw, Ruby, Natalya, and Bayley stared down Sonya Deville and Carmella from Smackdown. The flurry of activity whittled down the group to just two: Ruby and Sonya. They ran and bounced off the ropes, colliding in the middle and falling to hold their torsos. With the fight that continued, the commentators wondered how the wrestling universe would change if Sonya left Mandy and joined the Riott squad. Or if they both left their teams to form a new one. The thoughts were thrown out the window as each woman refocused on breaking the other one down enough to throw her over the ropes. Sonya was standing on the apron. Ruby went to elbow her in the face, but Sonya used that momentum to send her flying over and onto the floor.

The ladies’ WrestleMania moment belonged, well deserved, to Sonya.

***

Monday Night Raw – January 28, 2019

“With the Royal Rumble out of the way, now everyone has to focus on the Elimination Chamber. It’s one of the last chances to get into a WrestleMania match.” Cole side eyed Corey as he scoffed. “Something to add, Graves?”

“Yeah. The Royal Rumble could have gone better for several people if there weren’t elimination Chamber matches before it. General manager Y/N might have ruined people’s chances!”

Renee piped up, defending you. “I don’t agree with that at all, but look at it this way. They’ve still got the Elimination Chamber and Starrcade to make it onto the card. We’re on the road, but it’s not done yet. And starting the show is the first of those opportunities for the Raw women’s championship. Mickie James and Lacey Evans are going to start us off. It should be interesting considering Mickie eliminated Evans from the Rumble last night.”

It was. Mickie continued to avenge Alexa’s elimination and worked to finish the fight she’d started between them. Lacey took it all in stride. She sneered and knocked Mickie to the canvas, daintily walking over her with a yawn. Cole noted that it was experience versus class, though Renee didn’t agree with the description of class. Lacey’s mask of control began to slip as Mickie refused to stay down and take the pin. She grew frustrated. And Mickie took advantage. She rolled up her opponent, bracing her feet on the ropes out of the referee’s view, winning the match and her spot in the Elimination Chamber.

Lacey Evans left the arena fuming. She showed up on Smackdown on Tuesday and did not come back to Raw.

***

Finn Balor searched backstage, bouncing off Elias’s shoulder at one point until he found Drew waiting to enter the arena. “There ya are. Was beginnin’ ta think that Seth was too much for ya,” he joked.

“What do ya wan’, Finn?” Drew didn’t look at him, instead focusing on a smudge on his white and gold title.

“I’m here to receive my end of the deal. Ya do remember our deal, right?” Finn crossed his arms and grinned.

Drew grinned back. “I do. An’ I remember that it was for the Universal, not the Intercontinental. And that you would only get a chance for keeping Dolph off my back. Which you didn’t. I handled ‘im myself. So, really, why are you here? I mean, the challenge is open, but you’ll probably have to beat someone else to it.” In the background, Drew’s music started. He smirked at Finn, then turned his back to enter the arena.

In the ring, Drew took his time parading around and raising his new title at each of the corners. Mostly he was met with boos, which he ignored. “Finally!” He smirked and raised the title in the middle of the ring before dropping it to his shoulder. “It’s about time this title was worn by someone deservin’ of it. Someone whose attention isn’t divided. Someone who will wear it pro’dly like the gold it is and not as ‘nother win for the lists. The WWE has a true Intercontinental champion now. And I am going to erase the reign of Seth Rollins with my own long stay as champ.”

He growled as Seth’s music struck. “That might be a little difficult, Drew. I mean, I was a pretty good champ. I defended it for over eighty days. And you’re barely going to hold it for twenty-four hours.”

“And what makes ya think t’at, Rollins? Automatic rematches are a thing of the past.”

Seth shrugged. “I know. But really, I’m just trying to help you out. You see, our match wasn’t one-on-one. Which didn’t bother either of us, but I have a feeling that a certain former teammate of yours will make a claim. Are you going to let Dolph hold it over your head that you couldn’t beat me by yourself? Have to admit, that doesn’t sound like you.”

The side of Drew’s mouth twitched with a sneer. He looked past Seth, waiting for Dolph’s music to hit on cue. Or Finn’s, considering the earlier conversation. When it didn’t, he nodded. “Alr’ight Rollins, I hear yer point. Let’s get a ref out to here settle it. But… when I beat you. That’s it. I don’t want to see you followin’ me like some sad puppy trying to get a second chance.”

With a grin, Seth walked down the ramp. “Fair enough.”

They started like always, staring each other down from the other side of the ring. Drew ran for the attack, but Seth scaled the turnbuckles and was ready with a jump that turned into a Northern Lights Suplex. That set the pace for the rest of the match. With the way it went, people were going to talk about it for months.

It came to a screeching halt when Dolph in a black hoodie dropped the camera chords he’d been holding and slid into the ring. He toppled Seth, hitting him about the face and head. Drew tugged him off and threw him into a corner. “Winner by disqualification, Seth Rollins!” Jojo announced. “But still your Intercontinental champion, Drew McIntyre.” Drew glared at Dolph, who only smiled back.

Seth was making it to his feet when you rushed out to the stage. He saw you coming and motioned for a mic. “Don’t, Y/N. There’s not use restarting this.” He nodded respectfully at Drew. “It’s the way things happen around here. No matter what you try to do. And besides, we agreed. I only had one chance.” He stretched out his arm, nodding again as Drew accepted his handshake. Seth left the ring, Dolph scurried out, and Drew was left to hold his defended title high.

***

She was sitting on a crate. To a quick glance, Bayley looked like she was just waiting for the show. But her shoulders were slumped deeper and her head hung a little lower looking over her phone. You gently sat beside her and leaned your back against the wall. With a soft smile, you turned your head to look at her. She sighed. “How’d you know?”

“You’re one of my wrestlers. I do try to pay attention to how you guys are feeling.” You fiddled with the hem of your blouse. “Are you okay to talk it over with me?”

Bayley looked both ways through the hallway. “You aren’t busy?”

“Nope. I’ve got all the time you need, sweetie. Is here okay to talk, or would you like to do it in my office?”

“No,” she rushed. “Your office is too… official. Here’s fine.”

You turned slightly to give her your full attention. “Alrighty. What’s up?”

There was a moment of silence while she gathered her thoughts. “I don’t know what to do. Sasha and I are just this side of hating each other’s guts. But we both hate seeing the Riott Squad with the tag titles. On the other hand, I don’t… we’re not-“

“You feel that because you guys aren’t friends, you don’t feel like you should hold the tag titles either.”

She sighed. “Yeah. I don’t trust her. Probably never will again. What kind of a team is that?”

Drumming your knees, you let the conversation lapse. “Would you rather be involved in the single’s title matches? You’d probably have to face Sasha in matches again, but you can go after your own goals then. I’m sure Ember would be glad to face you.”

Bayley chuckled. “I actually don’t mind Ember as champion. She’s doing a great job. And I really don’t want to have to fight Sasha again.” She couldn’t find much more to say. “I guess that leaves us at an impasse.”

“Not necessarily.” You tapped your collarbone, finalizing your thoughts. “The Riott Squad beat Nia and Tamina last night. The Riott Squad will be looking for their next challenge. What better way to grab their focus than to beat who they beat? For all your disagreements, you and Sasha work well together. And you’re a threat. Ask any team or woman here. Fight them tonight. If you win, you and Sasha are the number one contenders for the tag titles. I assume your teammate will be okay with that. Lose, we can talk about your next step. Sound okay?”

Nodding, Bayley’s cheeks twitched with a small smile. “That sounds nice.” She bumped her shoulder into yours. “Thanks for listening.”

“No problem. You can come talk to me anytime. Or text me that we need to have another travel crate session. Whichever you need,” you jokingly added. She thanked you again as you left. You were only a few feet down the hall when Seth got caught up to you. “Hey. I really am sorry about your match.”

He waved away your words. “It was going to happen either way. Having said that…” He pulled you to one side of the hallway. “Miss manager of Monday Night Raw, you better get your ducks in a row or the consequences will keep coming.”

“I don’t have ducks; I don’t have a row. I have squirrels. They are everywhere, and their names are Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose, and apparently Dolph Ziggler. And depending on the week, there’s another monstrous one named Braun Strowman.” You grinned tight at him. “If you want my job dealing with his moods for a week, be my guest. I’ll split my paycheck with you.”

It was getting harder and harder to keep yourself from bubbling over. And Seth knew it. He was standing his ground, but at a split second’s notice, he could be out of the way. So, you licked your lips and kept talking, trying to use up your oxygen.

“Though you guys do come in handy sometimes. People come to see you, they fill the seats. Management is happy. They pay me so I can pay off college. I get to have fun putting you guys in crazier match after crazier match. And for the most part, the show runs smoothly. And the cycle continues as long as I keep them,” you motioned toward the arena and crowd, “entertained.”

“So, you do all of this… because it’s best for business.”

You froze and swallowed hard, looking at the ground knowing what he was referencing. “Yes, I suppose so.”

Seth let out a deep breath. “If you mean it… you have to say it.”

Looking up, you set your shoulders broadly. “Fine. Yes. I do all of this: the ego-deflating, the stressful match setting, the rules and the stipulations, the wrestler wrangling, all of it,” you swallowed and tried to make your voice as strong as it could be, “because it’s best… for business.”

He nodded. “That’s all I needed to hear.” Seth walked around you and left you alone. You refused to look over your shoulder, missing the look of knowing pity he gave you.

***

After a commercial break, Renee announced that a tournament for the Intercontinental championship’s chamber matches had been set up. First up was Apollo Crews and Jinder Mahal, who begrudgingly agreed to send the Singh brothers to the back during the match. For the majority of the match, it looked like Jinder was going to the elimination chamber. He had Apollo wobbling on his feet and barely rolling back into the ring before the end of a ten-count. But Apollo was faking it. He caught Jinder in a flurry of hits, dropping him. It was a struggle to hold him down, but Apollo managed it, winning his spot.

***

The next match was just for the opportunity to get into the elimination tournament, this time for the Universal Championship. Dean and Baron Corbin met in a flurry of hits that didn’t let up until Dean lost ground. He caught himself on the ropes, springing forward to hit Baron. They continued trading blows and throwing each other from the ring. Baron tried the most for pins. And each time Dean was able to kick out. Dean didn’t try for one until after a Dirty Deeds, a method that was successful. Renee cheered that Dean would have another match for an elimination spot soon.

***

“Ready for round two, Baron?” Dean blocked Baron from continuing down the hallway. “Where are you headed so angrily?”

Baron growled, “to see your cousin and to give her a piece of my mind. You should come with me. Our match was filler, and you know it. She’s hiding something. She’s been hiding something for weeks. And if she doesn’t come clean soon, she’s going to have to start watching her back.”

Dean placed his hand on Baron’s chest to keep him from walking around. “Watch what you say about Y/N. It was a fair opportunity. She wouldn’t have put me in the match if it wasn’t.”

“You sure about that? Seems like Elias gets more chances than you and look where he’s going. Oh. To WrestleMania. All he had to do was stay in your way. Or didn’t you notice?” Baron shouldered past him, but only made it about a step before Dean snagged his shoulder.

“Baron, stay away from Y/N. She’s doing a lot better job at managing than you ever did. Stop being such a jerk about it and move on or you’re the one who’s going to have to watch their back.” He nodded for Baron to go back the way he came. He didn’t let go of Baron’s shoulder until he was sure that’s where the lone wolf was headed. Once he was gone, Dean sat down on a crate and began to think about the last several weeks.

***

The crowd chanted along to EC3’s theme, ‘top one percent!” He made his way to the ring, snagging a mic off the stairs on his way in. “Well hello, Phoenix.” He grinned. “I think it’s about time I introduced myself. As you all just heard, I am the top one percent of this business. The strongest. The fastest. The most willing to do anything to win. The best. Now, when they asked me to join Monday Night Raw, I wasn’t so sure I wanted to join. Then I took a closer look at the line-up. There’s the heavy hitters: Rollins, Balor, Ambrose… Ambrose-es, the like. Heavier hitters like Strowman. Then there are several middle-grade wrestlers. Too many.” He titled his head. “That made my decision for me. Raw is desperate for a talent like me. And congratulations, now it’s got one.” He looked towards the stage, confused, as Bobby Lashley’s music hit.

“Woah, woah, woah,” Lio Rush said, popping out from behind Lashley. “You seem to have forgotten one very important person on your ‘heavier hitters’ list.”

EC3 shrugged. “I really don’t think so. You’re not even on my,” he leveled his hand closer to the ground, “easy prey list.”

“Har-har,” Lio sniped. “You don’t have to worry about me anyways. I’m on 205 Live… if any of you were looking for ya boy.” He shook his finger. “No, no, no. You forgot the one and only Bobby Lashley. You may be the top one percent, but he is the top of that. And if you don’t believe us, he’ll prove it when he pins you tonight for that spot in the Universal champion elimination spot.”

Unimpressed, EC3 backed up against the ropes. “Then what is he waiting for? Except for you to shut up. Get him down here so I can prove him wrong.”

Considering it was his first full match on the main roster, in hindsight EC3 may have wanted an easier opponent. He’d faced big guys before on NXT, but Lashley also had the skill built up from years of wrestling in multiple rings, squared and octagonal. Still, he rose to the occasion. Thanks to a botched distraction from Lio, he caught Lashley in a lucky hit that dropped him and won the pin. He left the ring quickly, headbanging to his theme along with the audience.

***

Next was another round for the women’s elimination chamber: Nikki Cross versus Dana Brooke, who was accompanied by Tyler Breeze. They both flinched as Nikki entered the ring in her usual high-velocity way. Breeze quickly dropped to the floor, giving Dana a thumbs-up as the bell rang. Dana’s superior strength could do little against Nikki’s speed and resilience. Though she did get in several hits that showed off her gymnastic skills. But in the end, it was Nikki Cross who was going to the Elimination Chamber. Breeze reassured Dana, reminding her that they had a chance to go in the tag teams.

***

Speaking of the tag teams, the defending champions, the Authors of Pain, made their way to the ring with Drake Maverick to celebrate their win on Sunday. They were barely in the ring when Dr. M appeared at the bottom of the ramp.

“No!” Drake said, rushing to the ropes. “What are you doing out here? Where’s Braun?” he added twisting around to check the other end of the ring.

Dr. M smiled. “He is in another wing of the arena… preparing the next dose of the plan. Why I am here, is to ask the powerhouses of the tag division if they have learned what they needed? And, if they are ready to begin the healing process.” He lowered his mic and waited patiently.

In the ring, Drake’s brow creased. He shook his head, trying to figure out what the man meant. Then he was lifted into the air by Akam and Rezar. He bounced across the floor, where Dr. M stepped over him. He watched, jaw dropped, as Dr. M kneeled in the center with AOP flanking him at his shoulders. “It has begun!” he shouted.

The Titantron came alive, showing what was going on backstage. Finn sailed through the air into a pile of boxes. Braun roared and picked him up, throwing him again, this time into a group of poles that clanged as they hit the ground.

In the background, Elias tweaked his guitar strings, struggling to hear them over the ruckus.

A few referees were able to make Braun step away so they could check on Finn.

Back in the arena, Renee shrugged. “I think he’ll be fine. Finn already has a spot in the elimination match for the Universal. He beat McIntyre, Mahal, and Mojo Rawley for it a couple weeks ago.”

Adding his two cents and then some, Corey talked over what else she had to say. “I bet he’s still thinking about holding both titles. Balor might be a bit jealous of how Rollins was able to do that for so long. I think he needs to focus on one title at a time though. But none of that explains why Braun attacked him.”

“Sure it does. Braun took the second spot before the Rumble. Honestly, Corey, your memory is very selective.” She giggled. “Too many Mean Girls quotes,” Renee quipped.

“Hey!”

***

The women involved in the tag match entered, ready to prove themselves. Tamina and Nia laughed to see Bayley and Sasha actively avoiding one another as they came down the ramp. They stopped laughing after the bell rang. As you’d noticed, despite their differences the women made a great team. They knew each other’s in and outs, their strengths, and their tells for when exhaustion was creeping in. As such, Sasha was able to keep Tamina occupied outside the ring, and Bayley was able to pin Nia. Sasha slid into the ring to celebrate like it was old times but just for a second. Bayley pulled her in for another longer hug as the defeated stared daggers into the women’s happiness.

***

Ember Moon entered the ring next, her defended title bright on her shoulder. “Well, that’s another match over. It doesn’t matter how many more there are in the future, my next step is winning the Elimination Chamber, which I will be competing in. As champion, it is my right and my privilege to be in that match, being the champion that you all deserve. Here and active.” She groaned as Ruby entered the arena.

“Are you sure you can be that champion?” Ruby mewled. “We all saw your match last night. It was close. Too close. Had Rhonda been the wrestler management thinks she is, we’d have a different woman in the ring right now.” She sauntered down the ramp. “No matter. It doesn’t matter which one of you won. What matters, is that I’m going to beat you tonight.”

With a chuckle, Ember asked, “Oh, really? And just how are you going to do that?”

Ruby entered the ring and stepped to Ember, making her take a step back. “I just talked with Y/N. We’ve got a match right here, right now, for your spot in the Elimination Chamber. That is… unless you’re too scared to compete. Or too tired.”

Ember swallowed. “Fine. Where’s the ref?”

The bell had barely rung when Ruby knocked ember over. She was quick to keep her off her feet, targeting the places Rhonda injured her on Sunday. It worked quickly. Ruby crowed triumphantly as the referee raised her arm in victory. She rolled out of the ring and was almost at the stage when you came out.

“I have to say well done, Ruby.” You gave her a clipped grin. “But there is one little thing I forgot to mention… possibly because I didn’t think I’d have a reason to… but because you have taken the champion’s spot, you will be starting the match at Elimination Chamber. I hope that isn’t a problem”

You gulped as she got in your face and took your mic. “I welcome it. And really, why would that be a big deal?” She twisted her head to look at Ember still in the ring. “A competent champion would be able to do it. A competent champion would be in that spot anyway. I’m just speeding up my duties as Champion.” She held the mic back out to you, then dropped it before you could take it. Cackling, she left the arena.

***

Charly Caruso rushed to catch up with Elias as he headed toward the garage. “Wait. Elias. Just a moment.” She caught her breath as he finally turned and waited for her question. “We’ve barely seen you just after you won the Royal Rumble. Which title do you have in mind to go after at WrestleMania?” She lifted the mic closer to him and waited.

Elias looked over her head where Drew McIntyre was leaving too. Drew glared, but gave him a nod, acknowledging the potential match and rolling his shoulder under the Intercontinental. The rolling of suitcases sounded behind Elias, and all three of them looked back to see Seth gathering the last of his things, placing the Universal title on top.

“Well?” Charly tried.

He looked forward, thinking. Then he shrugged and continued on his original path.

Part 39: Misplaced Second Chances

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