*~*The scene opens up inside of the completely sold out Philips Arena in downtown Atlanta, Georgia where the Criminal Minds Federation has just put the wraps on what has to be one of the most electrifying pay per views in recent memory, Last Rites. The fans, still buzzing about the excitement that was the pay per view, are now starting to leave their seats and head towards the exit, with plenty to talk about on the way home before they watch the Atlanta Falcons the next night on Monday Night Football. As the fans start to leave the main portion of the arena, the cameras pick up in the equally crazy backstage area, where the atmosphere can be described in one word: chaos. The remaining wrestlers in the arena are in the process of making their way out. The production crew is trying to get all the last minute happenings all taken care of. In short, it's the usual madhouse. As the cameras move along the halls, they stop and focus on a pair of slim feet wrapped in a pair of silver open toe heels, definately belonging to a female. The woman's toes are painted a pale shade of pink. Just in front of the mystery woman's feet, a freshly smoked cigarette butt drops down. The woman reaches forward and snuffs out the butt with her shoe and starts to walk down the hall slowly. The cameras slowly begin to scan upward, noting the slender yet muscular legs, the short black wrap skirt, and the hem of a bright pink halter top. Finally getting a MUCH better focus, the cameras reveal the woman to be none other than the most noted adult film star in the world, and Xtreme Wrestling Federation legend Jenna Jameson. Jenna brushes a strand of her blonde hair, which is left down and hanging over her shoulders and down her back, out of her face and continues to walk down the hall, knowing that the eyes of just about every single male are on her. Clutching a brown file folder in her left hand, Jenna walks down the hall and turns the corner. After walking about three feet to the left, she comes to a stop in front of a door. But, this isn't just any door. This is the door leading to the office of one of the most infulential men in the CMF, Eric Bischoff. Sighing just slightly, Jenna knocks and waits a couple of seconds before entering. Shutting the door behind her, she sees Eric seated behind his desk talking on the phone. He looks up with an angered expression on his face at the intruder to his office, but once he sees who it is, his expression changing to that of any male when they come in contact with a smoking hot blonde. Hanging up the phone, Eric stands up from behind his desk.*~*

Eric Bischoff: Well well well. Miss Jenna Jameson. You know, it's because of you that many of my superstars here owe quite a lot of money to their local Blockbuster.

Jenna Jameson: *mutters* I'm not suprised.

Eric Bischoff: So tell me. What is a knockout like you doing here in my office? Unless of course, you're here to see me.

*~*He says with a grin as Jenna tries not to show her discomfort.*~*

Jenna Jameson: Actually, that is exactly why I'm here.

Eric Bischoff: *whispers* Thank you GOD! *to Jenna* Really. What can I do for you then?

Jenna Jameson: I'm here to offer my services to your company.

Eric Bischoff: *coughs* Your..services? I know that would make the roster.......

Jenna Jameson: *cutting him off* First of all, get your mind out of the gutter. Second, thats NOT what I meant.

Eric Bischoff: Damn, because I could have made a fortune. What did you mean then?

Jenna Jameson: I'm here to offer my services as a wrestler.

*~*Eric looks at Jenna with a look of almost disbelief.*~*

Eric Bischoff: Did...you just say....wrestler? You??

Jenna Jameson: Did I stutter?

*~*Jenna sighs as she takes the brown folder and places it on Eric's desk.*~*

Jenna Jameson: I had a feeling that you would react this way, so I took the liberty of making copies of references.

*~*Curious, Eric opens the folder and looks at the top sheet of paper. Scanning down a bit, he can't help but look impressed.*~*

Eric Bischoff: Six time XWF Womens Champion, former XWF Cruiserweight champion, former XWF Television champion, two time XWF Tag Team champion, two time XWF World Heavyweight champion. Two time Diva of the Year...Tag Team of the Year winner......the list certainly goes on.

Jenna Jameson: *with a smirk* Impressive, isn't it? I was even given the title Living Legend there.

Eric Bischoff: And you want to wrestle here.....for me?

Jenna Jameson: Eric, I like to consider myself somewhat of a business woman. I know a good deal when I see one and frankly, this is a good deal. I can make this company a HELL of a lot of money AND send the ratings through the roof.

Eric Bischoff: Thats what Tommy Valentine said when he came through those doors.

Jenna Jameson: Yeah, well, Tommy Valentine says a LOT of things.

*~*Placing her hands on her hips, Jenna just sighs.*~*

Jenna Jameson: So.....do we have a deal or what? Because if not, I can gladly go elsewhere. I'm sure there is a company out there just DYING to sign the, no pun intended, hottest free agent out there.

Eric Bischoff: Now wait a minute.......

*~*Eric reaches into one of his side desk drawers and pulls out an official CMF contract. Opening it up to the last page, he reaches out and hands Jenna a pen.*~*

Eric Bischoff: I too know a good thing when I see it, and you Miss Jameson are a very...VERY good thing. Just sign next to the X.

*~* Jenna walks over and takes the pen from Eric's hand. Brushing her hair out of her face, she bends down and signs her name with a flourish. Placing the pen down, she slowly stands up and just shakes her head when she sees just where Eric's eyes were drifted towards.*~*

Jenna Jameson: This is a descision that you won't regret.

Eric Bischoff: It's one of my better ideas, I must say.

*~* Eric then extends his hand out to Jenna.*~*

Eric Bischoff: Welcome aboard!

*~* Jenna just looks down at Eric's hand, then up at Eric with her hands on her hips and an increasingly confident look on her face.*~*

Jenna Jameson: The pleasure will be all yours, I'm sure

*~* With that, Jenna turns around and slowly heads towards the door. Eric, on the other hand, watches Jenna's figure as she leaves, the grin growing wider with every step she takes. Jenna opens the door and walks out as Eric chuckles to himself and flops back down in his chair.*~*

Eric Bischoff: I...am a GENIUS!