Finally! Days after conquering the pathetic wannabe Nikki Bella, as well as her even more pathetic, non-compliant sister Brie, Mella's time had come! The whole reason for allowing such vermin to stand by her side. At long last, the time had come to show them off to the world.
Admittedly, conquering Brie would do very little to up her cred with the other tops. Nikki however was a former alpha, one who ran roughshod over the division, albeit during one of the weakest, least-impressive eras. Nevertheless, having The Bella Twins, a pair of former Divas Champions and certified Hall of Famers ready and willing to serve was sure to impress the others.
Carmella could hardly contain her excitement! Garnering respect from established tops like Charlotte, Becky, Sasha, and Alexa to name a few, had been very tough. A sub-par run in NXT that culminated in her being the very last pick in WWE's recent brand-extension draft, didn't really help matters. Then there were those pesky losses to the bitch currently standing to her right. In fact, she'd lost to Nikki several times on TV, and even more on house shows.
Naturally, all of those losses proved to work in her favor though, as it was that track record that allowed Nikki the stretch of overconfidence necessary to bet her ass against the rookie. And, we all know how that turned out!
Needless to say, Mella was on a hot-streak. Not only was she ready to show off her greatest victories to date, she was ready to lay down the foundation to establish herself as a legitimate alpha contender. How would she do that? Well...that much remained to be seen, but Carmella was certain that once all the weaker bitches got word of her conquest of the Bella Twins, they'd be lining up to get their asses fucked! Figuratively speaking, of course.
With Nikki to her right and Brie to her left, Mella snobbishly strutted down the hallway leading to the Women's locker room for the day. Unfortunately, it wasn't a Tuesday, which meant that she wouldn't be able to ream out one of her fellow SmackDown Live superstars. Since it was a Monday, she'd have to settle for someone from Raw, which truthfully wasn't settling at all. If anything, it was even better.
Every SmackDown taping provided The Money Mistress with the opportunity to raise her stock via winning a match, fucking somebody from her brand's ass, or both. But doing so with somebody from the opposite brand provided almost double the confidence boost. The question was, who would fall before her? The options were plentiful, to the point where Mella didn't even bother wasting her time and energy on contemplating them. Instead, she opened the door, ready to let her sights do the thinking.
The heavy wooden door opened slowly, a large gust of cold air seeping out and blasting the trio of ex-models turned wrestlers. They persisted however, swaggering inside the wrestler-filled room, Mella ecstatic to show the others her work and the Bellas ready to showcase their new livelihoods as Money Mella's bitches. As expected, the usual hustle and bustle of a WWE Women's locker room was in full-effect.
Roughly a dozen women of varying standings and skill-levels. Bottoms were bottoming, tops were topping, and switches were either or. As expected, the best of the best were in the middle, hogging the spotlight for themselves. From the crowd, Mella spotted the three dommes in the middle and instantly recognized them. The reigning Raw Women's Champion and high-ranking top, Sasha Banks. Standing to her front, most likely skull-fucking whatever poor sap was getting fucked was Paige, a former alpha who'd mostly fallen from grace, but still had enough respect left to be a strong switch. Lastly, to their right, barely visible through the crowd was Alexa Bliss, who much like Mella, was brand-new to the main roster. Which was surprising to see.
Mella had never been to Monday Night Raw before; apparently, Sasha and Charlotte were running the show. Which honestly, was to be expected. The title scene had been based around Charlotte and Sasha, the pair trading the belt back and forth with neither able to really stand atop the mountain. In addition, Dana Brooke was closely tied to Charlotte, so she got that main event spotlight by association, making her one of Raw's upper-tier tops as well. And Alexa had quickly established herself as a bright young star on SmackDown, much to Mella's chagrin. But that didn't explain why Paige was here, topping alongside two of WWE's best.
Regardless, Carmella was only willing to stand around and watch from the sidelines for so long. After getting a good lay of the land, she barged into the middle, both faithful Bella bitches by her side, ready to impress. Sure, they had done very little of that up to now, but their Money Mistress had assured them that they weren't out to look good for bottoms and switches. The Princess of Staten Island was looking to realize her destiny as a moon walkin', trash talkin' top dawg. The only way to do that was commanding the attention of those already at that standing.
"Alright, move, move, move! Very important woman, coming through!" Mella yelled as she and the Bellas clawed through the flock. With all these damn people clustering in the middle, her fabulous hair was nearly ruined! But nevertheless, she emerged unscathed, looking as astounding as ever with her loyal servants following closely behind. It was only upon entering the circle that Carmella realized exactly why Banks, Bliss and Paige had drawn so much attention.
Currently on all fours, getting the life fucked out of them were a pair of certified future Hall of Famers. For Bliss, it was WWE legend Mickie James, spreading her tan, famously round and jiggly butt as The Wicked Witch pounded her hole relentlessly. Seeing Mickie was a surprise for sure, but Mella had heard rumblings of James returning to challenge that wannabe for the NXT Championship. And given her reputation for being the biggest disgrace of a Women's champion in history, who's taken every opportunity to lower its value by submitting time after time, it's not out of the ordinary to see her bottoming out like a whore for a young, confident butt-buster like Little Miss Bliss. More intriguing was the cocksleeve being used by Sasha and Paige.
Former longest-reigning Divas champ in history, The Black Widow herself, AJ Lee, embarrassing her legacy as a trailblazer and someone who helped elevate their division. Even a stuck-up, prissy model like Carmella was willing to concede how important AJ was to the women's division. So why? And how? There had to be an explanation as to why AJ, and Mickie as well, were here, getting their holes turned inside out by members of the current roster. And, more importantly, why these bitches were stealing her spotlight away!
This was supposed to be Mella's big reveal, the moment where the other tops would give her the respect she deserves. Not in the ring, not with championships. But by topping and breaking the biggest overachiever of the Diva era, as well as reteaching Brie what it meant to be a bottom in the process. Dammit, this was her moment, yet nobody was even looking at her. All because little AJ Lee, a former alpha, was getting fucked like a bitch in heat? Who cares? Can they NOT see that she has an alpha pet, too? None of it made any sense, but Mella was God damn sure going to get to the bottom of it.
But first, she wanted to test how long the trio would continue whilst pretending not to notice her. When that ultimately didn't happen, Mella took matters into her own hands. "What's goin' on here!" She growled, crossing her arms in frustration. The Staten Island Princess was certain the trio of tops had noticed her, but were just messing around. Yet another reason why she needed to gain some respect.
"Oh, hi Mella, I see you've made the trip over for Legend's Night like me," Alexa greeted, the first and only to do so. Although, Mella hadn't heard about any Legend's Night. She came over to Raw because she couldn't wait until tomorrow to show off her conquests. At least that explained why Mickie and AJ were here, though it was still strange that she was willing to work with the company given how things went down with her shoot-husband.
"Tonight is Legend's Night on Raw?" Mella asked, specifically targeting her response for Alexa who naturally, wasn't given the chance to speak, as the cocky and confident Raw Women's champion joined the conversation.
Slowing down her thrusts to focus on the conversation, Sasha asked, "Alexa, do you know this person? And why does she have the Bellas with her?" Immediately, Mella's jaw dropped.
"D-Did you really just say that? I know damn well that you know who I am!" Carmella expressed as Sasha casually shrugged off the Fabulous Diva's response.
