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(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) The scene opened up outside the arena of the standard WWFX Saturday Night House Show. A silver Eclipse flew into the parking lot, zipping past the cameraman. The car parked in front of the enterance, causing a young, male security guard with brown hair to head to the car. The door opened up and out stepped none other than The Kat, dressed in a short white skirt with a red haltertop, cropping into a V above her bellybutton and white heels. Her hair was held back with a red cloth headband, tied at the back of her neck. She smiled, holding out the keys to her car to the security guard. He frowned, wrinkling up his forehead, not taking the keys.

:Security Guard: You can’t park there.

:Kat: I know… isn’t that what you’re here for?

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) The guard wrinkled up his nose, shaking his head.

:Security Guard: No m’am. I’m security.

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Kat got a confused look on her face as she started to draw her hand back. The guard hesitated and reached out, taking the keys.

:Security Guard: Where do you want me to park it?

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Kat grinned.

:Kat: As close as you can.

:Security Guard: Well how am I supposed to get your keys back to you?

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Kat smirked, looking the security guard up and down, glancing at his nametag, which read Brandon.

:Kat: My loccerroom.

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Brandon raised an eyebrow as Kat sauntered by him, entering the building. As she opened the door, Kat was greeted by Torrie Wilson who had been watching from inside. Torrie was dressed in light blue jeans with a tan colored tanktop. She smirked as Kat walked towards her.

:Torrie: What was that all about?

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Kat grinned.

:Kat: What was what all about?

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Torrie looked out the door again, raising an eyebrow.

:Torrie: He’s cute.

:Kat: Eh.

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Torrie laughed a little as Kat yawned.

:Kat: Yeah, where’s the locker room?

:Torrie: Oh, right…

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Kat followed Torrie down the hall, yawning again as they reached a door on the right. Torrie opened the door to be face to face with Triple H, who was on his way out. He nodded at Kat as she came into the doorway, moving aside so he could get past.

:Triple H: Ladies…

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Kat entered the room, shutting the door allowing Torrie and Triple H to say goodnight. She sat down on the couch, crossing her legs and looking around the white room, with white leather couches and a big screen television. The remote sat on a crystal coffee table. Kat reached out, picking up the remote and turning on the television. She began to flip through the channels landing on an all access WWFX station. She watched for a few minutes, before Torrie opened the door back up, entering the room. Kat looked up, smirking as Torrie roller her eyes, pulling her hair into a ponytail. She secured it, sitting down on the couch next to Kat, who was watching Jackie Gayda’s promo.

:Kat: What’s with the white?

:Torrie: Huh?

:Kat: What’s with the white… the locker room is white… all white… it’s freakish.

:Torrie: Kittie…

:Kat: Yeah?

:Torrie: Shut up.

:Kat: Whaaaaaaaaat?

:Torrie: One of your opponents is on television, cutting a promo, and all you can think about is the color of my locker room.

:Kat: Jackie Gayda hasn’t the slighest clue as to what she’s doing in the ring… like I’m worried about her… besides… you have to admit… the whole white thing is kinda weird.

:Torrie: That means you and Jackie feel the same way about each other… neither one of you thinks the other has experience in the ring.

:Kat: Say whaaaaaaaaat?

:Torrie: Well if you would have watched the promo instead of my walls, you would know that…

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Kat raised an eyebrow, paying closer attention the second time the promo was played. She rolled her eyes, throwing her hands up in the air.

:Kat: I’m cute, Torr… but I’m not great in the ring… according to her, anyways.

:Torrie: Ivory acted like you’re a joke too.

:Kat: I should have expected that… I mean it’s been quite awhile since WWFX was up and running… and my apperances even then were few and far between because I had a problem with being booked like I was supposed to be… maybe they’ve all forgotten just what I am capable of… maybe they have forgotten that I had a close to spotless record when the fed shut down in February. Maybe everyone forgot that I won the Women’s Royal Rumble. So, Torr, I’m going to help everyone remember… and I’m going to make sure Jackie Gayda gets that she is the rookie, not me.

:Torrie: Sure, have fun.

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Kat shook her head, smiling as she pushed herself off the couch, standing up. She straightened out her skirt, walking to the door. Kittie opened the door and headed into the hall, towards the ring as the scene faded to a commercial.

~~Commercial Break~~

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(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) The scene came back inside the arena. After a few seconds of commentary, Here To Stay, by Korn filled the arena. The Kat stepped out onto the stage to a decent pop from the crowd. She sauntered down to the ring, taking her time to slap fans’ hands and blow kisses to the crowd. She skipped up the steps and into the ring as Korn continued to fill the arena. She raised her arms in taunt to the crowd, raising one foot off of the ground, receiving another nice pop. She lowered the pose as the music began to fade. Kittie got a mic from Lillian Garcia and began to speak.

:Kat: Well, well, well… first off, it’s great to be back! I missed all of you fans a ton… but I can’t spend too much time talking about the past four months… No… this Monday night, I will make my return to RAW! It looks like I’m set to go up against Tylene Buck, Ivory, and newcomer, Jackie Gayda. First up… Tylene… where have you been girl? I have yet to see Tylene Buck in the ring. I mean, I’m sure you could provide competition if you wanted to… but apparently you don’t give two shits either way… and hey, that’s cool… but I do. Tylene… you have a pretty face… but that’s not going to get you very far at all… just remember that. Which brings me to Ivory… Ivory, you’ve mentioned your match… like once this week, which is insane considering how many times we’ve had to listen to you go on and on this week about several random subjects… Ivory, don’t you think you should be concentrating just a teensy bit more on your match, rather than what’s going on with everyone else in the back’s buisness… I mean, every time I turn around, I see you… whether it’s your buisness or not… you have to be involved with anything and everything that is going on around here… which isn’t a good thing three quarters of the time. But you were and still are one hell of a competitor, I will give you that much, and I have quite a bit of respect for you and your career… but Ivory, get used to something… this isn’t the WWF… WWE… whatever the hell the name of it is this week… this is the WWFX, and things are different here. I’m not the little weakling I potrayed in the WWF a long time ago. I’ve trained a hella lot and I just hope you’re prepared for what is going to go down in that ring on Monday night. You can underestimate me all the hell you want, but don’t say that I didn’t warn you. And finally… finally we have Miss Jackie “I won tough enough 2 so I know everything there is to know about the buisness” Gayda. Jackie… hun, you said that I am not very experienced in the squared circle, eh?

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) Kat smirked, beginning to pace the ring. She pointed to the ring as she spoke.

:Kat: Jackie, in the WWFX ring, I have taken out the entire female roster in one battle Royal, earning my shot at the Women’s Title for Wrestlemania, which I never received… I have won the Women’s tag team championship number one contendership with my former partner Stacy Keibler… another broken promise, because I never did get the championship match… I am also the former WWFX Diva’s Champion… I defeated Sunny for that one… ask her yourself… so you see Jackie… you saying that I’m inexperienced when it comes to wrestling, is like me saying that you didn’t win Tough Enough 2. It’s bullshit. I know you won Tough Enough 2… good for you… but you haven’t done what I have… you aren’t as experienced as I am… you are a rookie… a novice… a beginner so to speak. Get used to that… and get used to the fact that you are not better than everyone because you won a stupid contest. Jackie… before you go around speaking about how inexperienced someone is… you should do your homework and find out all the facts. Now I guess I can’t hold all of that against you… I mean, the way I was potrayed in the WWF and the real me are totally different, and I’m sure you saw the persona that was televised… that’s not me… not even close. But before you jumped to conclusions and automatically asumed I was the little damsel in distress that can’t defend herself… you should have at least looked back at old shows or something and gotten the facts instead of making yourself look like a complete fool. And as far as Ivory, Tylene, and myself being pretty… what does that have to do with anything? If I recall this is a wrestling match… not a beauty contest. Jackie… goodluck Monday… you’re definitely going to need since you’re going to find out just how inexperienced inside the squared circle I am. Oh and next time… think before you speak.

(¯`·.`·.···|Scene|···.·´.·´¯) The Kat dropped her mic as Korn’s Here to Stay blared on the PA system again. She walked to the ropes, exiting the ring between the first and second. Kat climbed down the stairs, holding her arms out to keep her balance, then walked back up the ramp, disappearing behind the curtian as the scene faded to black.

:OOC: Im going to be gone next week, dont book me... thankya.