Title: Not So Angelic
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 8
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]
"Jaylynn, may I speak to you for a moment?" Jaylynn heard Paul Heyman ask her as
she walked down to her locker room. "Sure Paul. I haven't seen you for awhile."
Jaylynn smiled.
"Been busy...so extremely busy. I do have a favor to ask you though. Um, you
see, I was planning to ask CharLee to become my wife and..." Paul was cut off by
an excited scream and Jaylynn throwing her arms around him. "Oh Paul, I'm so
happy for you both!"
"She hasn't accepted yet, and I haven't exactly asked, but thank you." Paul
said, grinning. "So, what's the favor?" Jaylynn asked.
"I need help picking out a ring. I'm not sure exactly what to get her. I was
going to ask Kalimai but she and I had a bit of a falling out." Paul explained.
"A falling out?" Jaylynn asked.
"Yes, you see, I suggested that she may want to add more color to her ring
attire and she suggested a place to put my color." Paul said and Jaylynn snorted
with laughter. "Anyway, will you help me out here?" Paul said, looking
uncomfortable.
"Sure I will. As long as you don't insult my ring attire." Jaylynn giggled. She
quickly gave Paul another hug. "Hey guys, what's up?" CharLee asked as she
neared them.
"Nothing!" Jaylynn chirped, waving goodbye and disappearing down the hallway. "Whats
up with that?" CharLee asked. "The girl is nuts." Paul said, trying to hide a
smile.
***
*Being taped for Smackdown*
"Angel, wait up!" Shannon Moore called out as he hurried to Angel's side. "Hey
Shannon, whats up?" Angel smiled.
"Stephanie just booked us in a three person tag team match. It's Sinfully
Angelic and myself, versus Trish Stratus, Lita and Jeff Hardy." Shannon said.
"Hmm, I figured they'd use Matt." Was all Angel said.
"He's got another match tonight. Are you sure you're up to facing Trish again?"
Shannon asked. Angel smiled brightly, "Sure am"
***
"Why do I have to be in the same ring as Jeff Hardy?" Jaylynn whined to Angela
in the locker room as they prepared for their match. "It's going to be okay. You
just go in there, kick some ass, and let your actions speak for you. Show him
you deserve to be there. Do the Angel's Wings on him." Angela suggested.
"Ang, you know I'm not going to do that move yet. Especially when its not
planned." Jaylynn said. "I know." Angela sighed, "It's just that I think you
should start putting the Angel's wings back into the program."
"Maybe someday." Jaylynn said.
***
The match so far had been a total success. Right now Sinful was laying on the
ring floor after Trish had bulldogged her over the top rope. Angel had hit a
huricarana on Trish, who was clutching her side on the outside of the ring.
Before the bulldog, Sinful had taken out Lita with a spear from hell. Now Jeff
and Shannon circled each other in the ring as Angel watched from where she was
checking on her sister.
Jeff slammed Shannon into a corner, drawing Angel's attention as Jeff pounded
Shannon with punches. Horrified Angel slapped Shannon's arm to tag herself in
and climbed into the ring. Jeff backed off and smirked as Angel stood watching
him apprenshively. Shannon stood up, clutching his ribs and the crowd could tell
he was trying to talk Angel out of facing Jeff.
Finally it seemed like Angel had won as Shannon stepped out of the ring. "I'll
be okay." Angel said before she felt Jeff grab a handful of her blonde hair.
Angel struggled for a few moments before Jeff nonchalantly released his hold.
Angel turned to face him, anger on her face as she rubbed the back of her head.
Jeff made a hand motion telling her to just bring it. Angel moved to lock up
with Jeff, but he moved, causing her to stumble ungracefully as Jeff laughed.
Then he motioned for her to go ahead and tag Shannon back in. Angel slowly
walked over to Shannon, who held his hand out expectantly for her to tag in.
After a moments hesitation, Angel walked back into the center of the ring. Jeff
lounged against the ropes, chuckling.
"Come on, lets do it." Angel told him. Finally Jeff walked to the center of the
ring, looking down on her from his considerable height advantage. Words were
exchanged, but the crowd couldn't hear make them out.
Then Angel reared back and slapped Jeff across the face. He turned to look
stonily at her while she just watched him, smiling brightly. Then without
warning she spun on her heel and kicked him square in the jaw.
"Angel!" She heard Sinful and Shannon scream at her, but she ignored them. Angel
stepped over Jeff's back, locking one of his legs in a forward bent position
with her leg. She reached forward, hooking a facelock and wrenching back in a
step-over toehold with facelook submission move. Jeff roared in pain.
Sinful and Shannon were frantically screaming her name and finally she released
the hold and turned to look at them in exasperation. Both were holding their
hands out for tags and while her attention was on them, Jeff grabbed her ankle
and pulled her legs out from under her, sending her crashing to the mat in one
painful motion.
Then he expertly applied a half boston crab that left Angel scratching at the
ring mat trying to crawl to the ropes. Finally the pain won out as she tapped
feriously on the mat. Jeff continued to apply the hold until the referee's
dragged Jeff away from Angel's now limp body.
Chapter 9