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The crowd kept quiet as a random match between two nobodies started. Two divas were locked in a move, when suddenly the screen became static. Druids and Shamen appeared at the corners of the ring. The two women looked at them, unimpressed. The lights suddenly died. When they returned, a figure stood behind them. A bit taller than six feet, and wearing clothes very similar to the Undertaker. The two women turned. They looked at eachother then to the figure. Thinking it was The Undertaker they charged at it. One was met with a fierce big boot and the other stopped dead. A hand shot out and grabbed the woman by the neck. The smaller woman was lifted and dropped into a heavy chokeslam.

The lights died again. After a second or so, the divas appeared on the stage next to an empty casket. A mic was in the figures hand.

"Integra.... That was rather amusing.... Confusing me with The Undertaker..." The voice was the same as before, but somewhat lighter. A hand came up to remove the hat. The crowd gave a mixed reaction, leaning more towards cheers, as the camera revealed Nightmare's face. She wore no make up besides a bit of darkness put around her eyes. "The Undertaker has no business here. It is I who spoke to you girl!" Her voice boomed some.

"I have my orders from a force far more powerfull than The Phenom. Your clock is on it's last run...."

Nightmare tok a few steps, to pace a little. "And C.M. Punk," She spoke his name with great disgust. ", you would be wise to keep that nose of yours away from where it doesn't belong boy! This is between me and Integra. Your worthless presence is not needed at all in this business, let alone our business."

Nightmare glared at the titantron, almost as if she were talking directly to them now. "Integra... Count the days that remain... Before you know it... It will reach zero...." The Shamen began to chant. The Druids performed a motion that cut the lights. When they returned the only thing left in sight were the divas, which were now in the ring, both unable to move. The ref had been too frightened to call a DQ so the match was to continue. Sort of. Both divas were counted out at ten, neither getting up, nor trying to.


((Integra and C.M. Punk only.))

Night looked to them unphased. She was standing in the middle of the ring, the ref helping the other two divas who were fine by now. "You two are worthless. I have no memory of your friend C.M. Punk. I only want Integra."

She didn't move, nor was she planning on running from Kalos. He was another macho man. "And forgive me for one moment. But you call me pathetic? But here are two men threatening a lone woman. I beg to question that statement. Am I pathetic? Or are you two cowards the ones who are pathetic." The women of the crowd exploded with support for the lone woman. "However, I'm fear no man or woman, dead or living. So if you wish, come. I shall now back down." Once more the women began to explode in cheers.

She removed her jacket and tossed it aside. She wasn't afraid to prove herself. Win or loose she stood up against any man. From The Undertaker to Vince McMahon himself. The females began to chant Nightmare, along with some of the men now. It was even cheers for Kalos and Night by now.



((I don't connect the Nightmares, just so you know. Only sometimes.))

Night stod unphased by his words. She simply awaited him, ready for just about anything he would try. She couldn't out power him. That was obviouse. Her only choice was to out think him. And Kalos was ring smart, which made her job much harder. She was expecting a sneak move from Punk as well. The fans began to boo Kalos. True Nightmare was no small fry, but she was still a woman.

J.R.: Talk about having no respect! Kalos is about to hit a damn woman for Christ's sakes!

King: Well J. R., she was running her mouth! I mean would you look at that damn wanna be?

J.R.: Well you wouldn't very well want this to hapen to your wife would ya?

King: Good point J.R.! Kalos is no Push over!

The women began Kalos sucks chants. "I'm not backing down boy. I came here to challenge Integra face to face, as a sign of respect. If I have to defend myself I will." She was speaking without a microphone. This skit was getting stupid. It was to call out Integra. Not have to defend herself from Kalos, and possibly C.M. Punk.

Nightmare just rolled her eyes. Men. Always thinking they can be macho. If anyone was unsafe, it would have to be the audiance. Bored to death by a pointless skit. Once Kalos was gone, Night brought up her mic. She glared at the titantron for a bit. "Integra. Sending your dogs out here phased only the flow of time. You and I shall handle this one on one. You decide the time and match. And when that day comes. You shall regret sending those dolls of yours to attempt to scare me. Integra, you will.. Rest," She glared at a male holding up a Kalos shirt. "In peace....."

With that her theme hit. The lights went dark for a bit. When they came on, Nightmare was nowhere in sight. She was unphased by empty threats from C.M. Punk, and wasn't afraid to deal with Kalos' threats. It just made her job all the more interesting.


((Hey, what's Kalos' beef with Night anyway?))