Chapter 6 Part 1
MICKIE’S TITLE RAMPAGE
I wasn't able to get as much done as I had hoped and I'm going on vacation this week so I'm going to be breaking this chapter up into THREE parts. The chapter spans three weeks so I'll be making each week into its own part and have the big climax (giggity) released on WrestleMania. Personally, I think it will actually work out better to have this storyline cumulate at the biggest event of the year and then let the new one start at the next event.
Chapter 6 - Star Making Performance
WWE Vengeance had received over 700,000 buys while WWE After Hours had garnered 400,000. Over a million households had bought WWE content that night. Those were numbers that were usually only reserved for WrestleMania. But WWE’s controversial new content meant that the attention on the WWE was at an all-time high. Analysts fully expected the premiere episode of WWE After Hours to follow the incredible trend of the second Raw Post-Show. The Mickie James vs Victoria match had now surpassed the first show with the Mickie James vs Beth Phoenix Match and was beginning to close in on two million buys. Perverts all over the world were tuning in to see Mickie James and what was now referred to as ‘WWE Porn’.
Mickie James had long since been the hottest act in the WWE. And now that she was a full-blown face she was causing a halo effect. Anyone facing her was booed like a monster heel, as seen with the Vengeance crowd’s harsh reception of Maria and Torrie Wilson while anyone that sided with Mickie was now considered a top-tier baby face as seen with their warm reception of ‘Broken’-Victoria. The Raw Writers scrambled to create an on-screen harem for the perverted Women’s Champion so that other divas would be able to receive a positive reaction from the crowd. But now that Mickie was such a monster baby face… the only option left in terms of opponents for her was to pit her against an actual heel.
Candice’s lack of wrestling ability kept her from being considered an actual contender for the Women’s Championship. So the writers’ attention turned to Amy ‘Lita’ Dumas and Melina Perez. The latter had finally caved and signed her new contract. Many believed that Melina had only agreed because she was sick of being considered the after-thought of the Raw Divas Division and wanted some attention for herself. Lita and Melina were both currently serving as valets for heel superstars Edge and Johnny Nitro. But after Mickie’s interactions with D-X had gone over so well, the common consensus was that having other talent share the screen with Mickie James-the-ratings-magnet would only be beneficial for getting the other characters over.
WWE Monday Night Raw - June 26 2006- Fayetteville North Carolina
Pyro explodes and the cameras pan around the arena to show the cheering crowd as Raw airs live from the Cumberland Crown County Coliseum.
J.R.: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Raw! This is going to be one of the biggest Monday Night Raws you’ll ever see! Jim Ross and Jerry the King Lawler at ringside!
A graphic appears on screen and on the TitanTron promoting the big tag team match between Triple H and Shawn Michaels - D-X taking on Vince and Shane McMahon.
King: Are you ready for this? There they are! In action! In the ring! Against none other than the McMahons! That’s right! Shane and Vince McMahon teaming up tonight to go against D-X!
J.R.: The McMahons against D-X! Oh what a collision that’s gonna be! And that’s not all…
A new graphic appears showing John Cena and WWE and ECW Champion Rob Van Dam advertising the WWE Championship Match that Cena had been granted by RVD himself after he beat Sabu in an Extreme Lumberjack Match the night before at Vengeance.
J.R.: It keeps getting bigger! The WWE Title will be decided tonight! Cena, John Cena gets his rematch against the WWE Champion Rob Van Dam! What a main event!
A graphic of a widely smiling Mickie James appears on screen with the words ‘Mickie’s big surprise’ written on the bottom.
King: And that’s STILL not all! Women’s Champion Mickie James overcame the odds last night and she’s promised a special surprise for all of her perverts! J.R., you’ve been calling me a pervert for years!
J.R.: That I have, King.
Obsession sounds through the arena and the red hot South Carolina crowd comes unglued with a loud ovation of the Women’s Champion.
King: Oh boy! And here she comes now!
Mickie James comes jumping and skipping out from the back with the Women’s Championship on her shoulder. She wearing a brown top and brown boots with a brown camouflage skirt. The straps of her black bra and the waistband of her black panties are plainly visible.
But Mickie’s isn’t alone. Victoria is walking behind her. The broken diva is wearing black wrestling gear under an unzipped black hooded sweatshirt with the words ‘BROKEN B ITCH’ written across the front in red with black cracks going through them similar to the ECW logo. Vicky’s hood is up but her gaze is locked on Mickie so everyone can see her black face paint. This time instead of the word ‘broken’ there’s a thick, jagged, black crack going across her face that loosely resembles a long bolt of lightning. It starts at her right temple and goes across her eye and nose before it ends just about level with her mouth on the left side of her jaw.
Ring Announcer Lilian Garcia stands in the ring, “Please welcome the WWE Women’s Champion… and the woman who broke Trish Stratus, Maria, Beth Phoenix, Victoria and Torrie Wilson… MICKIE JAMES!” The red-hot, pervert-filled crowd gives Mickie an extremely loud welcome.
Mickie is a ball of energy as usual as she dashes from one side of the ramp to the other, greeting each cheering fan as she goes. Victoria follows behind her looking every bit like a silent bad-ass. The diva duo’s drastically different dispositions almost cause them to resemble a female version of Shawn Michaels and Diesel.
J.R.: In case you were one of the few people under eighteen who didn’t tune in to the premiere episode of WWE After Hours last night… it’s thanks to timely interference from that woman Victoria that Mickie James was able to overcome the odds and emerge victorious in her three-on-one Anything Goes Handicap Match last night.
King: Get with the times, J.R.! Victoria goes by ‘Vicky’ now.
Mickie reaches the bottom of the ramp and turns to the left. Her face lights up when she spots a group of men in camouflage uniforms similar to her skirt. It’s the 82nd Airborne Division from Ft. Bragg South Carolina. Mickie skips over to the soldiers and hops the barricade and proceeds to give each and every one of the ten men - plus a random woman who had gotten close enough - a long hug and a peck on the cheek.
J.R.: Well King, I think it’s safe to say that no one interacts with our great fans quite like Mickie James.
King: You’ve got that right! Did you see the show she and that one woman from the audience put on last night?
J.R.: I may have…
Mickie climbs back over the barricade and joins Victoria on the floor but she stops in her tracks when she spots a familiar face in the front row.
“IT’S YOU!” Mickie’s face lights up as she rushes over to the same slightly chubby, short haired woman from last night.
King: IT’S HER, J.R.!
J.R.: Yes, I see that!
Mickie once again hops the barricade and pulls the woman flush against her for a tight hug and then kisses her full on the lips which earns a loud pop from the live crowd. The female fan is wearing a brand new personally autographed Break a B itch t-shirt and was rewarded for her performance last night with a front row seat to the next night’s show.
Mickie eventually pulls away and leaves her die-hard fan with a wide smile. The proud pervert turns and sees Victoria waiting on the other side of the barricade and climbs over it straight into the broken diva’s strong arms. Vicky carries Mickie over to the ring and sets her down on the ring apron so Mickie can slip through the ropes and get in the ring.
Vicky joins Mickie in the ring while the Women’s Champion stands in the middle drinking in the adulation from the crowd. Victoria fetches a microphone and takes a deep breath as she stares down at it then turns and presents it to Mickie.
Mickie takes the microphone and the hot crowd finally quiets. “Okay… okay… so last night I said I had a special surprise for all my perverts. Well, you might remember that I competed in a special match two weeks ago…”
YYYYEEEEAAAAHHHH! The crowd cheers and turns their focus to Victoria as they start up a familiar chant. SHE’S A FREAK! SHE’S A FREAK!!
Vicky looks surprised while Mickie quickly calls out, “NOT THAT MATCH!” The crowd quiets. “Before that match… my wonderful perverts helped me interject myself into in a special Wet and Wild Water Contest between Torrie Wilson and Candice Michelle. And, of course, I won! Well… I didn’t know this at the time… but it turns out that the winner of that match got a special prize. Raw Magazine and Smackdown Magazine are both merging to form one WWE Magazine and to celebrate the occasion we’re launching a special first issue. Ladies and gentlemen, perverts all around the world, you’re looking at the Covergirl for the WWE Summer Special Magazine!”
Mickie spins around and strikes an almost Trish Stratus-like pose as she points up at the rafters.
A giant-sized version of the magazine cover drops down from the rafters. There’s a white WWE Logo in the top right corner but WWE Women’s Champion Mickie James is front and center. Mickie is wearing the Women’s Championship on her shoulder and a sexy leopard print bikini. She is also wearing a pair of dark sunglasses which she has pushed up onto her forehead so it shows the sexy glint in her eyes to go with her sultry smile .
“This is the summer of Mickie James and I think that cover proves it,” Mickie continues, “You guys know I always aim to please! So I made this an extra special photo shoot! But instead of just telling you about it… I’ll show you instead!”
The lights dim and everyone’s attention turns to the TitanTron.
A smiling Mickie is on screen wearing her leopard print bikini, sunglasses and Women’s Championship and is on the set of a backstage photoshoot.
“Hey guys!” Mickie calls out. “I beat two Playboy Covergirls in a water fight and so now I’m the covergirl for the Summer Special WWE Magazine. Our theme is a backyard barbecue pool party so here I am in my bikini ready to have a blast.” Mickie raises her arms over her head and does a spin but makes sure to give her thick bikini-clad ass a sexy wiggle when she’s turned around.
The scene skips ahead to Mickie posing in front of a cloudy sky backdrop. Mickie goes through a number of sensual poses. First with her sunglasses down, then with them pushed up onto her forehead, with her title belt on her shoulder and then with it around her waist.
But the video slows back down as Mickie turns around and undoes the back of her bikini top. Mickie looks back over her shoulder and flashes an impish smile at the camera as she slowly slides down her right bikini strap then switches sides and lowers the other one. Mickie looks back with a devilish smirk as she pulls off her bikini top and lets it dangle from her hand as she turns back around.
But the fans in the arena can be heard booing when the video blurs out Mickie’s naked chest.
“Micke… what are you doing?” the off-screen director asks. “You’re supposed to cover up…”
“Why would I do that?” Mickie inquires. “I’m gonna pose topless to thank my perverts for all their incredible support.”
“It’s not that kind of magazine!” the director argues.
Mickie tilts her head to the side in confusion and is still making no move to cover up her blurred chest. “But you said I was gonna have a photo spread and a centerfold…”
“Yes… you are… but with your top on,” the director insists.
Mickie folds her arms across her naked chest and glares at the off-screen director. “Okay… well now you and I have a problem.”
---End TitanTron Video---
The camera cuts back to Mickie and Vicky in the ring while the perverts in the crowd make their displeasure blatantly known. BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
“Yeah...” Mickie says, “So as you can see that director and I had some creative differences… But just to prove a point… WHO HERE WANTS TO SEE ME TOPLESS!?”
The Cumberland Crown County Coliseum practically shakes from the enthusiastic response. YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
Mickie smiles and pretends to count the fans but waves that off. “Yeah… that’s what I thought. AND THAT’S WHY… WE FIRED THAT GUY AND GOT SOMEONE ELSE!”
Mickie’s charisma, perverted or otherwise, is undeniable at this point. She has the red-hot pervert-filled crowd eating out of the palm of her hand.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… PERVERTS EVERYWHERE… PRESENTING: THE WWE SUMMER SPECIAL MAGAZINE… EXTRA PERVERTED EDITION!”
Mickie spins around and strikes another pose as she points her microphone up over her head.
Two more covers drop down from the rafters and hang in front and behind the original one. This cover shows a topless Mickie hugging the Women’s Championship to her chest. Her sunglasses are once again pushed up to her forehead and her head is tilted to side. But there’s an excited glint in her eyes and a mischievous smile on her face. The magazine cover has an extra subtitle on the bottom that says ”Includes an exclusive topless photoshoot of Mickie James”.
“This is the special version for my mature perverts only! It includes an exclusive topless photoshoot of yours truly and special centerfold where I’m only wearing wearing this championship… those sunglasses… and a big smile!”
YYYEEEAAAHHH! THANK YOU MICKIE! THANK YOU MICKIE! THANK YOU MICKIE!
Mickie steps back and throws her arm over Victoria’s shoulders then ‘whispers’ to her with her microphone still up. “It looks like they’re happy with the surprise. But I probably shouldn’t tell them that it’s the August Edition and doesn’t hit the stands until then…”
The crowd ‘overhears’ Mickie and is rather disappointed. BBBOOOOOOOOOO!
Mickie steps away from Vicky, “I know… I know… a month’s a long time to wait… SO HOW ‘BOUT I GIVE EVERYONE A SNEAK PEAK RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW!”
Mickie hands off her championship and her microphone to Victoria. Vicky stares reverently at the microphone and give a slight shudder but then steps back out of the way. Mickie crosses her hands over her chest and peels off her top leaving her in her black bra, boots and camo skirt. People can now see the dog tags Mickie’s wearing on account that they’re hanging in her exposed cleavage. Mickie tosses her top aside and then grabs her bra. The fans are going nuts.
YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME!
Metalingus sounds through the arena. Edge and Lita walk out through a cloud of smoke hand-in-hand and are immediately drowned in a raucous chorus of boos for crashing the party as they make their way down to the ring. Both Edge and Lita are in jeans with Edge wearing his ‘Sex and Violence’ Rated R Superstar t-shirt and Lita wearing a low cut spaghetti strap version of the same one.
BOOOOO! BOOOOO! BOOOOO! BOOOOO! BOOOOO!
Mickie scowls and remains standing in the middle of the ring in her black bra and camo skirt as she reclaims her championship and her microphone from Victoria. Edge goes around the ring and snags a microphone from the time keeper’s corner then he and Lita enter the ring.
“Hit the bricks, tramp,” Edge snaps. “Your little tits and ass show has just been cancelled. Get out of my ring before Lita beats your ass.”
But Mickie stands her ground and stares down Edge and Lita. “I’d love to see her try. I was here first. This is my ring. So how ‘bout you leave and come back when I’m done?”
OOOOHHH! The crowd cheers Mickie’s brash bravado.
“That’s exactly why I’m out here!” Edge yells. “I am sick of being disrespected! I’m the MVP of this show! I should be on the cover of magazines! I should be in the main event! And without a shadow of a doubt I should be the WWE Champion! I am sick of being overlooked in favor of John Cena, of Rob Van Dam and especially of some tramp who is only relevant because she tears women’s clothes off!”
“Refresh my memory, which one of us actually won their match last night?” Mickie counters. “You lost to one guy… while I took on three women and came out on top…”
OOOOOOOHHH! Mickie is not only standing her ground, she’s throwing shade!
“Shut up! Shut up!” Edge shouts. “I got screwed last…”
Mickie jumps all over that and cuts him off, “Screwed? No, no, honey. Vicky got screwed. I made sure of that.” Victoria shudders and gives an enthusiastic nod. “You ran head-first into a chair and got pinned clean in the middle of the ring.”
Edge takes a step back in surprise. He was out here to yell and complain. He didn’t expect to get taken to task by a woman in a bra.
“I… I can’t believe that people are actually calling you hardcore!” Edge eventually retorts. “I’m hardcore! At WrestleMania I stole the show by having the greatest hardcore match in history!”
“I’m a very special kind of hardcore,” Mickie replies. “But yeah… I remember WrestleMania… I went on after you and ended up winning this!” Mickie holds up her Women’s Championship. “I’ve been holding it ever since. Meanwhile, the last time you had gold was aaaall the way back in January when you cashed in your briefcase so you could spend two weeks as a transitional champion for John Cena!”
“For those two weeks Raw had the highest ratings it’s seen in years!” Edge exclaims.
“And now Raw’s ratings are even higher than that!” Mickie fires back. “We’ve been consistently pulling bigger ratings since Backlash!”
“You think you’re so special just ‘cause you’ve added sex to Raw!?” Edge demands. “Lita and I were having Live Sex Celebrations back when you were still trying to jump Trish Stratus!”
“Right, I remember that,” Mickie agrees, “You got ran off by John Cena and Lita was left unsatisfied.”
Mickie looks directly at Lita, “If you ever get tired of excuses and inadequacies… look me up. I’ll make you cum so hard that you’ll forget your own name!” Mickie points her mic at Victoria. “Right Vicky?”
“Oh God yes!” the broken diva gasps.
Lita goes to speak but Edge cuts her off. “Are you actually delusional enough to think that you could ever satisfy Lita as well as I can?”
“Weeeelll... I don’t like to toot my own horn… buuut… raise your hand if you’ve gotten a woman off in the ring!” Mickie raises her hand and makes a point of glancing around the ring then acts surprised when she notices her own raised hand. “Oh, would you look at that! Just me!”
YYYEEEAAAHHH! MIC-KIE! MIC-KIE! MIC-KIE!
Mickie once again steamrolls right over Edge. “You see, Edge, you may be the Rated R Superstar… but you keep forgetting one extremely important thing. I’M MICKIE JAMES, B*TCH! I’M RATED M! That means mature audiences only!!”
OOOOOOHHHH! RA-TED M! RA-TED M! RA-TED M!
“THAT IS IT!” Edge roars. “It’s time you were taught your place! Lita… get her!” Edge steps back and nudges his ‘steamy sexpot’ forward.
“Easy, Vicky, it’s okay,” Mickie cuts off Victoria as she moves to cut off Lita. “I can handle her. These two decided to interrupt us when I was about to give the perverts a treat. I think it’ll be fitting if Lita ends up doing it in my place. Heads up Fayetteville! Looks like Mickie’s gonna have to break a b*tch!” Mickie drops her microphone and holds her championship in one hand as she starts bouncing on her toes while the fans cheer and start chanting. YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH! BREAK A B*TCH! BREAK A B*TCH! BREAK A B*TCH!
Lita glares at Mickie and takes a step forward... then looks over at Victoria… and then shakes her head and bails out of the ring. Edge growls and follows after her.
“YOU KNOW WHAT!?” Edge yells. “THIS WHOLE SHOW’S A JOKE! You’re a joke! RVD as WWE Champion is a joke! The fact that John Cena has a title match tonight is a joke! These hicks don’t deserve to see us perform! WE’RE OUT OF HERE!”
Edge drops his microphone and leads Lita over to the barricade. The couple are escorted up the stairs by security but stop so Edge can harass ‘Humpty Dumpty’ the t-shirt vendor. Edge eventually takes all his t-shirts from the stand and then he and Lita storm out of the arena.
The camera cuts back to Mickie James who is still standing in the ring with Victoria.
“Wow…” Mickie remarks after she picks up her microphone. “What a drama queen.” The crowd pops and Mickie turns back to the camera. “NOW! As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…”
But the Women’s Champion is interrupted yet again.
The fans boo as the red carpet is rolled out and photographers swarm the stage as Melina and the new Intercontinental Champion Johnny Nitro strut their way out from the back. Johnny Nitro is wearing sunglasses, gray boots, his obnoxious gray fur coat and blue tights with his newly won Intercontinental Championship dangling out from the front. Melina is wearing pale blue boots and a short yellowy-beige dress that shows off her impressive cleavage when her boyfriend dips her.
The cameras cut back to Mickie in time to catch her giving an exasperated sigh. Nitro and Melina reach the ring and Melina does a wiggle before she lifts her leg up onto the ring apron and does her signature split entrance. But, of course, Nitro positions himself in just the right spot to keep anyone from seeing his girlfriend’s exposed panties while she does her split. Melina gets in the ring and stands with her legs spread so Nitro can slide in under the bottom rope and briefly pose on his side before standing back up.
Melina stalks forward and yanks Mickie’s microphone right out of her hand. Mickie blinks and stares down at her empty hand. Victoria goes to charge Melina but Mickie sticks out her arm and holds her back. “What do you want?”
“I’m actually impressed Mickie,” Melina announces. “You’ve been the top diva here in the WWE since Backlash. But I’m here to tell you that your time on top is so over. You’ve only been on top for as long as you have because you haven’t faced me.”
“Really?” Mickie asks without her microphone.
“Yeah, really,” Melina retorts. “Let me show you something…” Melina turns and motions to her boyfriend and the championship belt hanging out of his pants. “You are looking at the only man holding singles gold here on Raw. I give you the new Intercontinental Champion: Johnny Nitro!” Nitro holds his arms out and then strikes a pose while the fans boo. “And I’ve decided that it’s time for me to take my rightful place in the spotlight.” Melina looks up at Mickie’s magazine cover and scoffs with disdain. “You’re going to have to change your magazine cover. Because soon I’m going to have a championship to match Johnny’s. Your little ‘summer of Mickie’ is going to end early and I’ll be the new top diva in the WWE. So why don’t you just hand over that Women’s Championship now and save yourself the trouble and embarrassment.”
Mickie raises an eyebrow then slowly undoes the snaps on her belt and makes to hold it out towards Melina. But then she yanks it back and sets it down on the ground in front of her.
“NO ONE’S HANDING YOU ANYTHING!” Mickie shouts loud enough for most of the arena to hear her. “YOU WANT MY TITLE? COME AND TAKE IT!”
Melina glares at Mickie and takes a couple steps towards her… BUT GETS BLINDSIDED BY VICTORIA! Melina drops to the mat. Mickie grabs Victoria and pulls her back while Nitro scrambles out of the ring and reaches in to grab his girlfriend and pull her to safety.
But then Mickie dives after Melina and manages to catch her by the dress just as Nitro is pulling her out through the ropes. The cameras are in the perfect position to catch Melina staring up at Mickie with a shocked and horrified expression while the Women’s Champion leers back at her with her signature crazed gaze.
Johnny Nitro keeps pulling while Mickie holds Melina’s dress in place. The result is that Melina slides out of the ring and her dress.
YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH! The fans pop as Melina lands on the floor and staggers backwards clad in only her low cut pale blue bra that shows off her impressive cleavage and nearly half of her large, tanned, surgically enhanced 38D breasts. The panties that Johnny Nitro had previously blocked from view are now exposed as a light blue thong that perfectly frames Melina’s round tanned ass. Melina wraps her arms around herself and lets out one of her signature high-pitched screams, ”EEEEIIIIIAAAHH!”
Mickie staggers backwards and holds her ears while Johnny Nitro pulls off his obnoxious gray coat and wraps it around his nearly naked girlfriend. Melina pulls the coat closed and glares at Mickie as she picks up her microphone.
“Sorry about that Melina!” Mickie calls out to her furious adversary. “Vicky’s a little overprotective of me. But that was a free preview of what’s in store for you if you’re serious about challenging for my title. What you and Edge both seem to forget is that here on Raw we earn our title shots! I had to earn my shot against Trish… and I won. Vicky, Beth and Maria all earned their shots against me… but they all lost. If you want a title shot… you’ve gotta get through Vicky to get it. And if you somehow manage that… chances are you’ll end up ten-times more embarrassed than you were just now.”
Obsession plays and Mickie and Vicky are left standing tall in the ring while Nitro and Melina beat a hasty retreat. The camera takes one last shot of the bra-clad Mickie James underneath her extra perverted WWE Magazine Cover before Raw goes to its first commercial.
Back from the commercial break, Mickie and Vicky are walking backstage. Mickie has her Women’s Championship on her shoulder and is still down to her bra.
Carlito appears in his yellow ‘Spit or Swallow’ bad apple t-shirt.
“Hey… nice job holding your own back there,” Carlito greets the Women’s Champion.
“Aw, thanks Carlito!” Mickie replies. “You were watching? I didn’t know you were pervert!”
Carlito takes a step back. “Carlito’s not a pervert. Carlito’s cool.”
Mickie shakes her head, “But haven’t you heard? Being a pervert is cool now.”
“Whatever,” Carlito says, “Last night I got screwed out of the Intercontinental Championship. Everyone saw that I had Shelton Benjamin beat… but Johnny Nitro stole it from me! And if he thinks for just one second that I’m gonna let him get away with my championship… he’s got another thing coming!”
Mickie flashes him a brilliant smile. “Carlito… are you offering to have our back dealing with Nitro and Melina?”
“Well… that girlfriend of his is always a pain-in-the-ass…” Carlito admits.
Carlito blinks in surprise when Mickie suddenly wraps him in tight hug. “I know you have your own reasons for helping out… but thank you! This’ll keep both of us from being screwed over!”
Mickie pulls away and skips off while Victoria remains behind. The broken diva takes a moment to stare at Carlito’s t-shirt but then she scoffs and shakes her head as she follows after Mickie.
The show continues with Umaga squashing Kamala and his handler Kim Chee and then shows the finalists for the 2006 Diva Search which is being hosted by the Miz and Ashley Massaro. J.R. and King hype the showdown between D-X and the McMahons and the WWE Championship Match between Rob Van Dam and John Cena.
The cameras go backstage and show Maria in the interview area. She’s wearing a snug black dress lined in silver that matches her silver eyeshadow. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, tonight he will challenge Rob Van Dam for the WWE Championship… John Cena!”
Cena walks on screen in his black ‘Hustle Loyalty Respect’ t-shirt and camouflage baseball cap that does nothing to conceal the black eye he’s sporting from last night.
“And John,” Maria addresses her guest, “tonight you have a chance to regain your title for the first time since One Night Stand.”
“Maria, you look good!” Cena remarks. “I don’t know how to tell you this… but One Night Stand wasn’t my finest hour. I mean, there was a lot riding on that night and uh stuff didn’t exactly go my way. But you know as I saw earlier tonight, there’s two things I could do about it. I could interrupt Mickie James… I could march down to the ring and get my ass handed to me on the microphone by a woman in a bra. I could call her joke, I could tell everyone that they’re a joke and that it’s a joke that I’m not champion. And the guy who’s champion is a joke and the guy who’s fighting the champion’s a joke and get so mad that I just storm out of the arena with a sl*t on my arm and a stack of t-shirts that smell like fart juice.”
“But it turns out the mentally unbalanced Women’s Champion was the one actually making sense out there,” Cena continues as he starts to get hyped up. “This is Monday Night Raw! We earn our title shots here! Since One Night Stand I’ve had stitches in my head, my eye glued shut and I’m black and blue all over! Since One Night Stand I’ve been hit with TVs, put through tables, worn steel chairs as headgear and had chunks of singapore cane in my forehead! Since One Night Stand never once did I cry foul or beg for some sleazy one-sided rematch. What I did do was earn the respect of Rob Van Dam and got a shot at the WWE Championship!”
Cena stares into the camera and addressed his opponent directly, “Rob, thank you. Thank you for making the WWE Championship once again part of my business. But I got news for you. I’m bigger, stronger and more focused than ever! And tonight… simply put… I’m gonna take care of business!” Cena does his signature salute then walks off and leaves Maria alone.
But not for long. Before the camera can cut someone places their hands on Maria’s shoulders.
”Mickie’s looking for you.”
Maria lets out a terrified squeak and slowly looks back over her shoulder to see Victoria standing behind her.
“NOOOO!” Maria screams and tries to run but Victoria catches her by the back of her dress and easily hefts the backstage interviewer over her shoulder.
“No running this time,” Victoria states as she carries the kicking and struggling Maria away.
The cameraman follows Victoria all the way to the women’s locker room. The broken diva opens the door but stops short of going through. She turns and looks directly into the camera. “Mickie says you can come in.”
“I don’t want to go in!” Maria shrieks. “Please! Victoria! Put me down!”
“It’s Vicky now,” Victoria insists as she carries Maria inside the seemingly empty locker room. “Mickie! I got her!”
”I’m in the shower. Bring her in here.” Mickie’s voice responds.
Victoria carries Maria passed the benches and lockers and into the shower area where she sets the backstage interviewer/part-time wrestler down in front of a shower cubicle with its curtain drawn closed and the shower running inside. Maria is shaking and tries to run for it but Vicky wraps her arms around the smaller woman from behind and keeps her rooted in place.
A wet arm reaches out through the curtain and yanks it open. The crowd out in the arena erupts with a loud pop at the sight of a completely naked Mickie James. But she isn’t alone. An equally naked Torrie Wilson is pressed against Mickie’s back. Torrie’s right arm is wrapped around Mickie’s chest while her left one is going down between the Women’s Champion’s legs. Everything is covered but the fans can’t help breaking out a loud Holy Sh*t chant at the sight of the two naked divas in the shower together.
Torrie doesn’t even acknowledge Maria’s presence and continues suckling on Mickie’s neck.
Mickie smirks at Maria who is staring at her and her shower buddy in shock, “Maria… you didn’t think I forgot about you, did you?”
“I… I…” Maria stammers.
“You surprised me last night,” Mickie admits. “You hit me with some pretty good shots. But I think an apology is in order.”
“I’M SORRY!” Maria immediately blurts out. “Mickie, I swear I didn’t want to fight you! I didn’t make that match! But I fought because… because that’s my job.”
“And I might have been able to respect that,” Mickie replies, “But then you turned around and ran out on your partners when things got hard. I take care of my pets. And you owe Whorrie an apology. Weren’t you the one that gave the all for one and one for all speech before the match? After that, you can hopefully understand why simply saying you’re sorry isn’t going to hold much weight with me.”
“Then what do you want?” Maria meekly asks.
“The way I see it, you’ve got two options,” Mickie announces. “First… you can try to fight back. That will result in Vicky forcibly stripping you naked and throwing you out of the locker room. You’ll be banned from my locker room and you’ll have to spend the rest of your time here in the WWE regretting how you abandoned your friend like a coward.”
Maria bites her lip while Victoria’s hold on her tightens.
“Or… option two…” Mickie continues. “You can strip voluntarily and join us in this shower. I’ll take you in as my new pet and I’ll coach you through a proper apology to our dear Whorrie. You won’t have to spend the rest of your time here living in fear and looking over your shoulder.”
“T-Torrie…” Maria stammers as she looks at her blonde friend who has been silently nuzzling Mickie’s shoulder and neck this whole time. The same friend who up until yesterday had been encouraging her to fight back against Mickie’s bullying.
Torrie gives Mickie’s ear a quick nip before looking up and finally acknowledging Maria’s presence. “If you can’t beat her… join her. She’s very affectionate towards her pets. It’s so much easier being her friend instead of her enemy.” Mickie turns her head and captures Torrie’s lips for a steamy shower kiss. “Mmmmmm…”
Vicky steps back and cracks her knuckles. “Decision time. Are you stripping on your own… or am I doing it for you?”
Maria stares at the duo in the shower… then takes a deep breath and nods resolutely. Maria reaches down and pulls off her silver high-heeled boots and then peels off the simple black socks she had on under them. Mickie’s face lights up with a wide smile as Maria reaches up and removes her black collar then slides the silver straps of her dress off her shoulders. Maria’s dress drops down and pools around her bare feet leaving her in just her silver bra and panties.
But then Maria freezes and stares at the camera with her now-signature doe-eyed deer in headlights look.
“C’mon… you’re almost there,” Mickie encourages her while Torrie smiles softly behind her.
Maria takes another deep breath and reaches back to undo her bra. She slides the straps down her shoulders one at a time then wraps one arm over her chest as she pulls her bra free. Maria tosses the bra away and once again staring to the camera and gives a quiet plea. “Don’t look…”
The cameraman can’t help but heed the innocent interviewer's request and steps back to film her from behind. But this puts the camera in the perfect position to film Maria’s cute round ass as she peels her panties down.
“There’s a good girl,” Mickie praises Maria as she looks the naked backstage interviewer up and down and licks her lips. “You look delicious.” Mickie holds out her arms invitingly. “Now get in here… my new pet.”
Maria slowly steps out of her panties and into the shower and Mickie’s embrace. Maria’s hair gets darker as its soaked by the shower spray while Mickie wraps her arms around Maria for a snug hug and then gives her a soft, but drawn out kiss. Now there are three naked divas in the shower with their wet bodies all pressed fully against each other.
Mickie uses her hold on Maria to spin them around so Maria is pressed back into Torrie while Mickie’s back is facing the camera. Mickie looks impishly back at the camera and gives her thick naked ass an enticing wiggle before she slowly sinks down to her knees.
Maria’s silver eyeshadow and other makeup is starting to run. But Torrie’s arms around both wrapped around her chest shielding her boobs from view while Mickie is blocking everyone’s view of Maria’s lower privates.
“Vicky! Hair!” Mickie calls out. Victoria removes her black wristband and hands it off to Mickie who uses it to tie her wet hair back.
The perverts all know what’s coming next. There’s been a very clear pattern with Mickie’s tied hair and certain oral-based activities that she seemed to enjoy performing.
But then Mickie looks back over her shoulder with an apologetic smile. “Sorry perverts… but if we show this next bit on regular cable television… we’ll be kicked off the air faster than you can say ‘steamy shower threesome’...”
Mickie grabs the shower curtain and yanks it closed.
There is a brief boo from the crowd out in the arena but Maria’s loud gasp silences everyone as it cuts through the locker room.
“Ah! Oooh! Oh my! Mickie! Your… oooh!”
Victoria shakes her head and leaves the shower area. The cameraman opts to follow her in favor of filming a closed shower curtain.
Vicky sits on the locker room bench and picks up a small book. The camera moves to film over her shoulder and catches the title before she opens it: ’Mickie’s Band of Broken B itches’. The book is revealed to be a photo album. The first picture on the inside is of Trish Stratus stripped to her underwear and barking like a dog for Vince McMahon. The familiar photo has the word ‘BROKEN’ written across it as usual.
Maria’s cries can still be heard in the locker room. “AAH! Torrie! Don’t pinch my nipples so hard!”
“Sorry… Maybe I’ll suck them instead…”
“OOOH! OH GOSH!”
Victoria turns the page on the album. On the left side is the picture of Maria, stripped to her underwear and being spanked by Mickie James. On the right side is the picture of Beth Phoenix trapped in the ropes with Mickie’s hand working in her thong. ‘BROKEN’ is written across both photos.
“Sorry yet Maria?” Mickie calls out tauntingly.
“YES! YES! I’M SORRY! I’M SO SORRY! SOOORRIIIIEEEEE!”
Victoria turns to the next set of pages. The left picture is of her, handcuffed bottomless in the corner with Mickie shoving a microphone inside her. The ‘BROKEN’ written across the photo perfectly matches Vicky’s face paint from last night.
“OOOOH! OOOOH! DON’T STOP! DON’T STOP!”
But the right picture is new. It depicts an underwear clad Mickie lying on top of a completely naked Torrie Wilson. One of Mickie’s hands is busy between Torrie’s legs while the other is holding a microphone in the blonde’s face. Torrie’s expression is desperate and she’s caught in the middle of desperately shrieking “I… I’m Whorrie Wilson… and… and I’m Mickie James’ b*tch!”. As with all the others, the word ‘BROKEN” is written diagonally across the photo.
“MICKIE! MIICKIIE! MIIIIIICKIIIIIIEEEE!”
Victoria looks up from the photo album and shakes her head wistfully. “Lucky b*tch.” She turns to the camera. “Alright… show’s over. I’m gonna go and get me one of those.”
Vicky shows the cameraman to the door then shucks off her hooded sweatshirt as she makes her way back across the room. The cameraman gets one last shot of the broken diva peeling her top off and walking topless into the shower area before the locker room door closes.
”And so another soul succumbs to madness…”
The cameraman turns and is surprised to find Candice Michelle doing her impression of an emo kid as she leans against the wall outside the locker room with her arms folded across her chest. It's uncertain if she's been kicked out of the locker room or is out here hiding. Candice pushes off of the wall and gives her head a weary shake as she walks off alone.
The camera finally cuts and goes out to the ring where Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler are sitting at the commentary table both staring in open mouthed shock after what just transpired in the locker room.
“Um… I think I need a shower…” King announces.
“You’ll stay right where you are!” J.R. orders. “Eh-hem…” He clears his throat and like the consummate professional that he is, continues with the show. “No one can amass a following quite like Mickie James. Earlier tonight we saw Melina stake her claim on the Women’s Championship. But if she really wants to be the new top diva on Raw… it looks like she’s going to have her hands full dealing with Mickie James and her… uh... pets.”
Val Venis’ music plays and the show goes on. Later, Triple H and Shawn Michaels come out dressed as the McMahons and play the infamous ‘Stand Back’ video… and have sh*t rain down from the rafters on the real McMahons and the Spirit Squad when they come out on stage. Needless to say, there is no match. And in the night’s main event championship match, Cena looks to have the title won when he has RVD trapped in the STF-U in the middle of the ring. But Edge returns to the arena and attacks Cena causing the match to end via disqualification and RVD to retain.
Of course, Mickie was aware of none of this on account that she, Vicky, Torrie and Maria weren’t seen outside of the women’s locker room until long after the end of the show.
And so Mickie’s Harem is officially formed. This part was mostly talking and set up. I’ll see you guys in two weeks for part two where the action starts as Mickie takes on Lita while Victoria and Carlito face Johnny Nitro and Melina with a shot at Mickie’s Women’s Championship on the line.