Title: Angelic Beginnings
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 10
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me.
Tasha owns herself. (Heaven help the person who tries to claim he/she owns
either of us). And I use the wrestlers
wrestling names in the story, JUST DEAL WIT IT! And don't bother suing me...all
you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know
yet *L*.
Summary: New Story
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
"Hey peeping Shane, you wanted to talk to me?" Jaylynn said when she left the
locker room. "Trish is just a big bully." Shane pouted.
"yeah, well you better not cross her, she'd kick your ass." Jaylynn laughed.
"Damn straight!" They heard Trish yell from inside the locker room. Shane shot a
dirty look towards the locker room before turning his attention to Jaylynn.
"Anyway, what are you doing tonight after the show?" Shane asked. "Probably
passing out in a nice warm bed." Jaylynn smiled.
"How would you like to go out to eat with a bunch of us?" He asked. "Whose us?"
"Me, Jeff, Shannon, Matt, Angela, the new girls Kalimai and CharLee, Trish
Chris, Adam, Jay, and...." Shane trailed off, looking evil. "And...??? who?"
Jaylynn asked.
"Amy. She wants to meet you." Shane smiled. "Amy...as in Amy Dumas?" Jaylynn
said, beginning to feel star struck already.
"The one, the only. So can I take that as a yes?" Shane said. Jaylynn just
nodded as she went back to the locker room.
***
ZZ Top's 'Bad Girl' blared into the arena as Sinful and Angel walked onto the
ramp. Angel was in the outfit from earlier, while Sinful wore a black mini skirt
and a red halter top. They calmly made their way down to the ring where they
were each handed a microphone.
When the music cut off, Sinful put the microphone to her lips. "On Monday night,
my sister and I were brutally attacked by two cowards. Eric told us it was the
newest women's tag team. Something like the 'soul chasers'. Anyway, we demand
that Kalimai and CharLee come out here and face us like women!"
A moment of silence was followed by Limp Bizkit's "Break Stuff". Two women
stpped onto the ramp as the crowd watched curiously. One of the girls was
dressed in black baggy jeans, a black tank top that had a black mesh shirt over
it. Her blue'ish black hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Black platform
kickers peeked out from under the pant legs with the word HEX written on the
platform part.
The girl next to her was dressed in a black sports tankini and black track pants
with tennis shoes covering her feet. The most shocking thing about her
appearance was her dark brown hair that fell down to just a few inches above the
ground in curls. Each girl had a microphone in hand.
"We're here, you can stop your bitching now." the one with the long dark hair
said. "Mind telling us which one you are?" Angel tenatively asked.
The long haired one spoke again, "I'm CharLee. And this is my tag team partner
Kalimai." "What kind of name is Kalimai, anyway?" Sinful scoffed.
"Kalimai is derived from Kalika, which was an ancient Goddess of Destruction.
She creates and nourishes then kills and destroys. She destroys Ignorance, so
that means she destroys you. I destroy you. But you can call me Kali." Kalimai
said, emphazing the I in I destroy you.
Sinful glared at her in contempt. "So did you call us out here for a reason, or
just to shoot the breeze?" CharLee broke in. "We watned to know why you attacked
us on Monday night." Angel told them.
"We thought you two would appreciate that, since that is how you chose to debut
here." CharLee responded. "We did that for a reason. You two were just being
cowards." Sinful accused.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night. Here's a warning for you though. You will be
beaten on Sunday and we will be the women's tag team champions. Your days here
are already numbered." Kali said before the two walked off the ramp.
Chapter 11