The scene opens in the parking lot of the Staples Center in Los Angeles, California where WGEF Smackdown will be broadcasting live this coming Friday night. As the scene continues to play a silver Mercedes pulls into the parking lot heading for the empty space at the end of the first row. Finally the car pulls into the space and the engine dies. The door slowly opens and a leg emerges from inside covered in a leather fabric. The individual steps out of the car and the camera slowly pans upward revealing the person to be Raw General Manager and WGEF Co-Owner Trish Stratus. Trish brushed a stray section of hair behind her shoulders then reached back inside pulling out a medium sized suitcase on wheels. Placing the suitcase beside her she pushed the door closed. She shoved her keys into her pocket then headed towards the arena pulling her suitcase behind her. Moments later she stepped up on the sidewalk heading towards the security guard who had been assigned the task of checking ids. When she reached him she came to a stop. She bent down in front of her suitcase fishing through the front pocket for her staff id card. A couple of minutes later she finds the card and pulls it out handing it up to the security guard. He looks at it for a few moments before handing it back to Trish. She shoves the card back into her suitcase and rises back to a standing position. The security guard checks her name off on his clipboard then holds the door open for her. Trish steps through the doorway to the usual madhouse that accompanied any WGEF event. She stood there for a few seconds rolling her eyes at the chaos before heading down the hallway where the management offices were supposed to be. As she passed by the office of Smackdown General Manager Summer Fox she saw a single sheet of paper hanging from the pegboard beside the door. Seeing the Smackdown logo on top of the page she knew that it was indeed the new card. Curious to see if she had a match she walked over to the paper. She placed her French Manicured nail on the page scrolling down to the bottom looking for her name. There it was in the pre main event. Her eyes darted to see just who the poor sap she will be facing is. (NAME HERE). A malicious smile appeared on Trish’s face as she looked at the name. What fun this was going to be, for her of course. For the unfortunate soul on the opposite side of the ring it wasn’t going to be so pretty. In fact, it was going to be one of the worst nights of their lives.
The scene opened in the backstage and as it does we see a black limo pulls into the parking lot of the American Airlines Arena, where the Royal Rumble is set to air live in just a matter of a few hours in front of a sold out crowd. The limo pulls through the parking lot coming to a stop in front of the rear entrance doors. As the engine goes quiet the left front door opens and a middle aged man dressed in a plain black suit with a white dress shirt steps out. He walks around to the back pulling the door open. A pair of women’s legs emerge from inside touching the pavement below. Moments later the occupant slides the rest of the way out rising to a standing position. The camera slowly pans up their legs revealing the person to be Serenity Chambers Steel. Serenity stretched her legs and straightened her baby blue T-shirt as she waited for the limo driver to return with her gym bag. A few moments pass and the driver returns carrying her black gym bag. Serenity takes the bag from him draping it over her shoulder. She offers him a polite smile and a thank you before turning around and heading towards the building. A few moments later she finally reaches the building and is stopped by the security guard on duty. She reaches into the front pocket of her gym bag for her company id. Seconds later she pulls out the small plastic card and hands it to him. He looks on the clipboard in his hands and searches for Serenity’s name. Finding it towards the bottom of the page he crosses it off handing the card back to her. She shoves it back into the pocket of her gym bag as she heads inside. She stopped at the check in desk for her locker room assignment and to see if Jamie had arrived yet. After being told that her locker room was number 423 she was told that Jamie hadn’t arrived yet but scheduled any minute. Serenity nodded in acceptance as she took the key and headed on her way. She made her way down the long hallway going almost to the end. Finally finding room 423 she stuck the key in the lock turning it all the way till she could hear it click. She twisted the knob slightly pushing it inward and making her way inside. Serenity gave the room a small look over as she tossed her bag on the couch. It wasn’t the best but it would do. It wasn’t like she was going to be spending all day in there. She reached into the main section of her bag pulling out a metallic pink iPod, clipping it on the waistband of her jeans she lowered herself on the floor to start on her stretches. After a couple of minutes she found a song that suited her fancy and pressed play. As the song started to play through her headphones she leaned towards the right, stretching out her right leg. She was so consumed with her pre training stretching that she was unaware that the door to her locker room had opened and her husband AC Steel had entered the room. AC walked up behind her. He brushed her long blonde hair away from her neck moving his face towards her in an attempt to give her a kiss on the neck. Serenity pulled away swinging her hand back almost hitting him. AC ducked just in time watching Serenity’s hand swing into the dead air.
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