Note: This is my first and probably last fan-fic I have ever wrote. Feed-back would be nice. Just tell me if it sucks I don't want to be cluttering any mailboxes up with junk. Also the first chapter begins at Stephanie's Birthday.
Our Time began to blast through out the arena. Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley walked out to be greeted with a chorus of boos. She continued to walk with her patented smirk planted on her face.
JR: "Now what is Stephanie doing out here?" Paul Heyman: "The Billion-Dollar Princess has graced us with her prescence JR." JR: "Unfortunately." Paul: "You know Jr..."
Steph: "Does everyone know what today is? It's my birthday. And as a birthday present, Shane has let me choose any one Alliance member to face the Rock (applause) for the WCW title in this very ring tonight. Now I have thought about this very long and I've chosen..
"Time to Play the Game..........." Stephanie stopped mid sentence and a look a shock became plastered on her face. Triple H was walking towards the ring.
JR: "It's Triple H, The Game. He's come back. He is still supposed to be rehabilitating!" Paul: "He has come to join the alliance." JR: "We don't know that for sure." Paul: "His wife is in the Alliance."
Triple H: "Well hello Stephane. How is my darling wife doing?" Steph: "I'm..I'm okay. Hunter what..what are you doing here.? Triple H: "I've come to give you your birthday present." Steph: "You have?" Triple H: "Yes. Come here." He pulls her into a hug and then clotheslines her. The crowd erupts into cheering. Paul: "Nooooo."
Triple H pedigrees Stephani. He then climbs out o the ring and grabs a sledgehammer. Paul: "Someone stop him."
Triple H brings the sledgehammer and raises it over Steph but he is soon brought down. He is thrown out of the ring and the attacker grabs Stephanie and carries her out of the ring. This leaves the crowd confused.
JR: "It's Y2J, Chris Jericho! Why is he helping Stephanie McMahon Helmsley? Why is he helping her?"
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