Author's note:
This story was co-written with another author called Vintage.
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A firework display goes off in the arena as Monday Night RAW begins in front of the live crowd.
"Good evening everyone, I'm Good O'l JR, and beside me is my partner, Jerry "the King" Lawler, as tonight will be a RAW for the history books!"
"You said it JR, can you believe it? The first ever HLA match on RAW! I can't wait!"
"You won't have to wait King, that match is up next!"
"JR! Can you imagine a whole two hours of non-stop HLA? PUPPIES! WOOHOO!"
"Calm down King, and try to keep your hands above the table tonight, ok? Let's take it to Lillian Garcia for the introduction of our competitors..."
The new HLA ring announcer Lillian Garcia staggers into the ring on shaky legs, nervous of what is about to happen in the ring between the two women she is about to introduce to the world wide audience of Monday Night RAW. Lillian was also nervous about her new job title, pacifically how vague Eric Bischoff had been when describing the duties it entailed, but if it could provide her with a stepping stone to get back to ordinary ring announcing then Lillian would do whatever it took, even if it meant she had to be ringside for what was about to happen.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is the first ever HLA Match for the Women's Championship!" The crowd roars in response to what they've just heard. They start to cheer even more when the music of Stacy Keibler hits the sound system, a few fans singing along to the words, 'She's Got Legs'.
"Introducing first, the challenger, from Baltimore, Maryland, Stacy Keibler!"
Stacy enters in her trademark attire. A tight black shirt, with a short, light blue, mini-skirt, and all with traditional wrestling boots, a combination only Stacy could pull off. She also does her trademark entrance, pausing as she bends over the middle rope to enter the ring. Stacy seems apprehensive, understandably so, but forces herself to smile and act normal, until she hears the familiar giggle that takes place before Trish's entrance music.
"Her opponent, from Toronto, Canada, she is the WWE Woman's Champion...Trish Stratus!"
Trish comes out to the stage with thunderous applause. She is wearing her trademark, tight, black ring attire with a lot of cleavage showing. She has the woman's championship around her waist and in one hand she has a microphone, in the other, she has a small bottle, a collar with a lead and her newly trademarked strap on dildo. Trish enters the ring and points to the crowd with her hand that holds the mic. She then turns to see Stacy in the corner, trembling but trying to get focused on the match, and Trish points at her with the hand that has the strap on in it. The crowd roars it's approval. Trish puts the small bottle, the collar and her strap on in her corner underneath the bottom turnbuckle before taking center stage with the microphone in her hand.
"Before we get started tonight, I just have a message from the Smackdown General Manager, and my bitch, Stephanie McMahon. She's not able to tell the WWE audience this herself because right now she is tied up in my hotel room with a nice big butt plug in her ass, so it stays nice and loose for me. Being my bitch and all, Stephanie wants all of you to tune in to Smackdown, so you can find out when you'll see some HLA to a network broadcast near you! But enough about Smackdown, which I will be on now as well as RAW, tonight its about my match with Stacy Keibler. Stacy, are you ready to become my bitch?"
"FUCK YOU!" Stacy shouts in her corner.
"Hahahahaha! Stacy, Stacy, Stacy, you have no idea what you're up against..." Trish laughs as she hands the woman's title belt to the referee so the match can begin...
The bell rings and both women come face to face in the center of the ring. Trish mouths off to Stacy and says she's gonna bend her over so many times, until Stacy slaps Trish right in the face.
Trish smirks before attacking Stacy with a barrage of forearms to the face. She backs Stacy into the corner and continues her assault with kicks to the gut. Stacy falls on her ass in the corner and Trish starts to choke her with her foot.
The referee calls for the break, and Trish decides to back off. Stacy uses the ropes to get up, but she is met with a shoulder to her gut from Trish Stratus.
Stratus then picks up Stacy and sits her on the top turnbuckle. She backs up a few steps before going towards Stacy and setting her up for the Stratusphere, but Stacy manages to hold on to the ropes when Trish tries to fling her off the turnbuckle pad. Trish lands on her face, not pleased, and looks up at Stacy, who jumps off the second rope with a double foot stomp to her back.
Trish holds her back a bit before getting up, but she is met with a spinning wheel kick from Stacy. Trish falls to the canvas and Stacy goes for the cover, 1... 2... Trish kicks out.
Stacy tries to continue her offense, but Trish trips her legs out from underneath her. Trish spreads Stacy's legs and buries her knee into Stacy's inner thigh. Stacy rolls around in pain as her skirt rides up, showing Trish her light blue thong. Trish pounces at Stacy's ass and rips her skirt right off. Trish twirls the skirt above her head and throws it to the crowd as Stacy uses the ropes to get to her feet.
Stacy then charges at Trish with a clothesline, but Trish ducks it and kicks Stacy in the gut, setting her up for Stratusfaction, but Stacy pushes her off. Trish then charges at Stacy and hits her with a spear. Her head bouncing off the canvas, Stacy is laid out in the center of the ring. Trish goes for the cover, 1... 2... Trish lifts Stacy's arm up and breaks the cover herself, she's not done with Stacy.
Trish then throws Stacy into the corner again, and off the impact of the throw Stacy falls to her knees in the corner. Trish then runs at her and hits a front dropkick to her chest, sandwiching her in the corner. Trish gets up and sees Stacy fall to the canvas. She then walks over to her and applies the half boston crab.
Stacy screams in pain and has her hand up as if she is about to tap out, but she remembers the consequences of losing the match and tries to hold on as the crowd chants 'tap' at her.
