The Scene: Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley stepped out of Vince's office and shut the door. She looked really pissed off. Growling, she began to make her way down the hallway noisily. Stephanie pushed over a box and watched it clatter on the floor. Then she yelled out of frustration, kicking a chair over. A few stagehands stopped what they were doing and began to stare at Stephanie in utter shock and fascination. Stephanie glared up at the closest stagehands.
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: What the hell are you looking at?! Get the hell out of here and go back to work before you sorely regret it!!
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: The nerve!! Daddy said there was absolutely no way he could fix the no interferance stipulation on my match!
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: But that also means that you or daddy can't come out.
The Scene: The stagehands looked a little startled, but most of them scurried along and continued with their jobs. Stephanie continued to make her way down the hallway, screaming and yelling loudly. She rounded the corner and nearly bumped into her husband, Triple H. Triple H caught Stephanie, and she looked up at him.
Hunter Hearst Helmsley: Woah, woah, Steph! What's with all the racket? Calm down, babe.
Hunter Hearst Helmsley: Well this way Chris Jericho couldn't come in and screw things up for your victory against Trish.
Hunter Hearst Helmsley: That's okay, Steph. I know you can beat that little slut without any help from us. Show everyone how tough you are. You don't need me or Vince.
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: I know I can beat Trish without any help, Hunter! I just think Shane's little rules are complete and utter bullshit! He's trying to spoil everything and I'll be damned if I let him!
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: Hopefully sooner than later. I'm getting sick of Trish Stratus and all of her loving little followers. It makes me want to throw up!
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: You're damn right I will! And hopefully she'll be so embarassed by the time I'm through with her that she'll never show her ugly plastic face around the PWA locker rooms ever again!
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: Yeah! You're right, Hunter! Thanks for the pep talk, baby!
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: I won't. I know I won't. I've got some business to handle, I'll see you tonight.
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: Well, arn't you miss popularity now, Stacy Keibler?
Stacy Keibler: What are you talking about, Stephanie?
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: You know perfectly well what I'm talking about, Stacy. You went out to the ring playing Miss Lonely and Helpless, and now all the guys are flocking after you.
Stacy Keibler: It wasn't an act, if that's what you're getting at.
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: Sure. I think you got jealous of what Hunter and I have. I don't think you could stand it anymore, and that was a cry for attention. Now you have Chris Benoit and Jeff Hardy after you!
Stacy Keibler: Stephanie, what is wrong with you? I thought you were supposed to be my friend!
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: Well, I think what you pulled was pretty low and disgusting, even for you.
Stacy Keibler: So what if I got lonely? If Hunter left you, you'd break down into a little blob, sobbing ont he floor for hours! Don't you dare make it out to be like you're some tough bitch and I'm a weak brat!
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: I think you need to stop whining, build a bridge, and get over it.
Stacy Keibler: What's gotten into you?
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: Don't think I don't see what you're up to, Stacy. As soon as you started talking about how you felt held back by me, I knew that you were thinking about betraying me and trying to steal my title!
Stacy Keibler: I would never do that! How dare you think I'd do that!
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: And I think the only reason why you want a man is to help deal with Hunter if he gets in your way! I see the greed in your eyes, Stacy. You want my title, and you're pissed that you can't have it! Well, you don't have it, and you never will because I will always be better than you!
Stacy Keibler: You know what you are, Stephanie? You're an untrusting BITCH!
Hunter Hearst Helmsley: Trust me, Steph. Shane McMahon and every other idiot in the PWA will get what's coming to them sooner or later.
Hunter Hearst Helmsley: You'll kick her ass at the Anniversary Show, retain your womens title, and shut her up for good.
Hunter Hearst Helmsley: You're going to do just fine, Steph. By the time the Anniversary Show is over, both you and I will still have our titles, and we'll still be the damn dominant faction the PWA has ever seen!
Hunter Hearst Helmsley: Of course, Stephanie. You just make sure you don't lose.
The Scene: Stephanie began to grin up at her husband. Triple H smirked and Stephanie got up on her tip toes, giving him a kiss on the lips. Then she ran her hand down his chest and turned on her heel, quickly walking off down the corridor. She ran her hand through her hair and made her way to the women's locker room. Opening the door, Stephanie went inside. As soon as she closed the door, Stacy Keibler stepped out of the shower area with a towel wrapped around her. Stacy looked up at Stephanie, almost glaring. Stephanie sat down on a couch and looked at Stacy, who went to get some clothing. Stacy said not a word, so Stephanie broke the silence.
The Scene: Stacy stopped what she was doing and turned around to look at Stephanie, raising her eyebrow.
The Scene: Stephanie snarled and got off of the couch, lunging at Stacy. Stephanie landed a hard slap across Stacy's face and Stacy stumbled back into the wall. Struggling to hold her towel up, Stacy kicked at Stephanie as Stephanie lunged at her again. The two women ended up rolling around on the ground, screaming and yelling. Stacy grabbed a handfuk of Stephanie's hair and begna to pull as hard as she could, attempting to slam Stephanie's head into the wall. Stephanie grabbed a lamp off the closest table and hit Stacy upside the head with it. Stacy was knocked out cold, half exposed on the floor. Stephanie got up and straightened her clothing and hair out, glaring down at Stacy. Then she walked out of the locker room, leaving Stacy unconcious on the floor. Then she made her way towards the ring. As she got to the stage, "My Time" began to play. The loud boos began as Stephanie stepped out onto the stage. She snarled, and rushed down the ramp, climbing into the ring quickly. Then she grabbed a mic.
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: You know, I'm beggining to think that I can't trust anybody here in the PWA! You are all lying scumbags.. except for my daddy and Hunter, of course. Yes, even Stacy Keibler, the woman whom I thought was my best friend, is a lying, jealous BITCH!! She couldn't handle the pressure of being best friends with the womans champions. Stacy started getting jealous that I was better than her, and she couldn't live with it. So she decides to parade around here, looking for attentiona nd someone to help her get the womans title from me since she obviously can't do it on her own. Well, I've news for everyone. NO ONE is going to take this womans title away from me anytime soon. That goes for both Stacy and Trish Stratus. And as for Trish, honey, if you want to take my title from me at the Anniversary Show, you are going to have to pry it from my cold, dead fingers. And what are the chances of that happening? It's not even slim to none. The chances of you taking my title are exactly NONE. Zip. Zilch. NOTHING. Incase any of you saw what I just did to Stacy Keibler in the womans locker room, let that be a warning to you.. Especially to you, Trish Stratus. You made a mistake the moment you decided to mess with me. I'm not some priss bitch whom you can push around and intimidate. I'm not scared of you Trish, and I never will be. How could I ever be scared of Miss Plastification Guaranteed? How could I ever submit and lose to a woman who resembles a man when the light catches her just right? Miss Man, oh, I mean Trish.. I think it's time to take your drag show elsewhere. You can fish around for my title and some success in the PWA, but you're not going to get any bites. The only bite you'll get is from me! And you know what? If you and Stacy decide to mend your differences and come after me, well more power to you both. Try as you might, Trish, but no matter what you do, you're just not going to come out of this one victorious. I have to say that I am pissed off about the fact that there is to be no interferances in this match whatsoever. It's good in a sence that your Canadian hairy monkey Chris Jericho can't get in my way and screw things up. But it also sucks that my husband can't even stand at ringside to support me while I beat the living shit out of you, Trish! But let me tell you that if things do get crazy and Jericho does find his way out to the ring, you can bet your ass that Hunter will be right out there alongside him to show him the exit! In this very ring, Trish, it is going to be you and me.. and incase you couldn't tell, I have not been having a very good day today. And what better way to vent all my frustration than to take it all out on you? Because of all the weeks of shit you've been giving me since I came to the PWA and took the title away from that piece of shit, Melina Perez, I'm going to put my all into this match. I have never felt more motivated to kick your ass as I am motivated tonight! Infact, it's a shame that it's not time for the Anniversary Show right now, and it's a shame that your music hasn't hit and that you're not coming out to this ring right now because I just want tog et it over with and move on with my life! You see this? You see this title, Trish?
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: Aside from my dad and Hunter, this title is my only friend. I will defend this title until my death. There is no way in hell I am ever going to let you take this away from me. No chance in hell. And as you've seen with Stacy Keibler, I don't need very many friends. And I certainly don't need you, Trish, nagging me. Get off my ass! You're never getting my title! It's hard to think there was ever a point where I liked you, Trish! For a split second, we actually got along. Show the picture!
The Scene: Stephanie holds up her title, and points at it. She then lowers it, and continues to speak.
The Scene: Stephanie looked towards the titantron and a picture of Trish and Stephanie appeared.
Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley: Look at that. Isn't that absolutely disgusting? It makes me want to puke just looking at it! Take it off before I throw up! Ugh. That's definitely never going to happen ever again, Trish. And if you finally do wake up and realize that you simply can't beat me at the Anniversary Show, save yourself further embarassment and don't kiss my ass. I know you've been known to do your fair share of ass kissing in your time, Trish. And quite frankly, I don't want something as foul and disgusting as your silicon lips touching my perfect behind. And before you start ranting about how imperfect I am, just remember.. I am the Billion Dollar Princess with the Trillion Dollar Body! So give it up, Trish. You're not going to walk out of this ring with my title. Hell, you'll be lucky if you even walk out of this ring! Because at the rate you're going, and at the rate my mood is going, you'll be emerging from this match on a stretcher covered in blood! So, in that case, I should wish you luck because you're really going to need it.. Oh, Trish, and remember one thing.. I WAS PUT ON THIS EARTH TO MAKE YOUR LIFE MISERABLE!!!
The Scene: Stephanie tossed the mic down and held her title up high as her music began to play and the scene faded.
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