Title: Missing a Step
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 2
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* And not a single butt cheek of theirs belongs to the WWF, to the WWE yes...but not the WWF. But I do own Jami, for she is me. Tasha owns herself. Charity owns herself and if you try to take any of us, you will burn in hell! This is the next story in the Step series...it's the Edge/Tasha sequel. And the address to the stories is at the bottom of this email. 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. And Amanda, aka Phoenix, is not a bitch in real life. She's actually a very nice girl. =) She's just a bitch in this story for my purposes *L* So, no bashing real Amanda.
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: Might be a "Friends" spoiler coming in this chapter or the next one.
Summary: Can Jami and Tasha deal with Phoenix being in the WWE?
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee! I have been suffocating lately....so please, send in the feedback.
Email: [email protected]
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Star stopped at the top of the ring, to pose with RVD by her side. The crowd instantly took a liking to the striking burnette as Rob smiled at her. She was branded as a face from the moment that she walkd out with Rob. And she would be, unless she ever turned on him. Rob was a fan favorite. Everyone who was anyone knew that.
Star wore a pair of black capri pants that were made for her to wrestle in. Her top was a black, cropped, halter top with a gold star in the middle of it. Her hair was brushed back off her shoulders, a few gems sparkling in the dark hair.
Phoenix stood in the middle of the ring, Christian at her side. Her hair was the very shade of red that Lita's was. She had on black pants and a tight black top. In the middle of the black top was a single flame. Clenched tightly in her fist was a microphone.
After Star's entry music started up, Phoenix raised the microphone to her lips. "Star....Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, but tonight, we will not fight." Phoenix said in a cheesy rhyme.
Star looked at RVD who just shrugged. Someone from backstage handed her a microphone. "And why aren't we going to fight?" Star asked.
"It's not you I'm after. You stand in between me and the true prize. I shall not waste my time nor my energy on you. I shall not display my wrath on you. So, Challenger Star, you will survive another night." Phoenix laughed before the arena went dark. When the lights came back on, Phoenix and Christian were no where to be seen.
The camera showed Star glowering at the direction of the ring, throwing the microphone down onto the ramp in frustration, and walking backstage.
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"What the hell was that?" Matt asked, confused. "Phoenix, she's after Jami and Tasha I guess. I think. I'm not so sure. Nothing has really been told yet. She's just shown up. Jami and Tasha have a history with her, I guess." Edge explained.
Lita and Matt turned to watch the two women who were in the room with them. Both had their eyes fixated on the screen, their faces a deathly pale color.
"Tasha....Jami....are you okay?" Jeff asked, watching both women cautiously. Tasha just shook her head numbly from side to side. Suddenly, both women crashed to the floor in a haze of motion.
Chapter 3
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