The morning started hot and we were up by 6:30 am. We were packed and ready to leave the house by 7, the flight leaves at 9 and I live 20 minutes from the airport. The flight itself is around 4 hours and 20 minutes and my appointment is at 2 pm. I'm going to the arena straight from the airport, Trin will be my support.
As the hours passed my nerves started to get to me but I shut it down quickly. I took the time, trained and took care of myself to make sure that I was ready. I did everything that I had to do and more to make sure that I would be cleared for in-ring action again and that no one could use this against me.
At the Coliseum, the doctor quickly gave me the green light. He had me stretch and do a few other things after looking at all of my tests and lab results from home.
"Alright Arianna, you've got a clean bill of health from your primary doctor and from me. I will let Mrs. McMahon know that you are approved for IRA starting today. It's good to have you back and I really hope I don't see you here again soon."
"Thanks, Mac, it's good to be back and I hope I don't see you either."
"We need to celebrate!" Trinity said when we walked out of the office.
"Really, what do you suggest?"
"Let's go to the ring, go do your entrance." she said.
"Fuck, do you know how smart you are? That's a great idea." I told her, smiling widely.
"I'm fucking brilliant." she replied.
"Let's do it."
We walked over to gorilla where the ring and ramp were already set up. There wasn't any music at all but I could hear my intro music in my head, Sweet Sacrifice by Evanescence. The woman is amazing and has lungs of gold.
Standing with my back to the ring I did a roundoff back handspring with a full twist halfway down the ramp. I ran around the ring like I normally do to say hi to fans and hopped onto the mat from the side where I stopped. Running to the corner I hopped onto the second rope with one foot on the third and got back down. I ran to the ropes on the opposite side and slid my legs through the rope to sit on it.
Suddenly we heard clapping come from the top of the ramp. The two of us looked up and saw the members of The Shield standing there.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the one, the only, the fire-breathing femme fatale that burns everything down, Camilla Blaze!" Seth Rollins shouted.
"I might just have to use that as my new introduction. I really like that." I replied.
"You're looking good in there, right at home." Dean Ambrose said.
"This is my home, can I help you gentlemen?" I asked them.
"Just came down out of curiosity, we heard the noise and wanted to see who was out here. Can't say I expected to see you but welcome back." Roman Reigns said, looking like a snack.
"Yeah, welcome back." the other two chorused.
"Thank you, it's good to be back."
"Alright, give me something else. Something simple." Trinity said.
To indulge her I did an aerial walkover then a back walkover into a split. It feels good to show off for a little in front of three handsome men. They started clapping again before walking out, Roman Reigns stood there a little longer than the other two but he left as well.
"Now tell me, how did that feel?" Trinity asked, standing just outside of the ring.
"It was amazing. It felt . . ."
"I don't know how it felt to you but it sure as hell looked and felt great to me." Stephanie McMahon said from the top of the ramp.
"Steph!" I shouted, sliding out under the bottom rope.
"Hello, Arianna." I heard when I straightened up.
"Shane." I sneered, making Stephanie smile as she made herself down the ramp.
"Come on, Ari, you can't still be mad at me. You've been on the roster for a year and some change now." he said.
"I would've been here longer but you decided that I didn't have what it took." I replied with a big smile on my face.
"I already told you . . ."
"Anyways, I'm here to talk to you about storylines. You're not going to fight tomorrow but you are cutting a promo. I want you here, I just haven't figured out where to put you just yet." Stephanie said, interrupting her brother.
"I want Nikki Bella and I want Maryse." I told her.
"Atta girl." Shane said, making me laugh.
"I know and I've got ideas for both." Stephanie said.
"How so?"
"Your feud with Nikki is a given because she isn't in any active storylines but I'm trying to write you into a feud with Maryse but I don't know how just yet because the Miz is already in a storyline."
"Link her to Roman Reigns and The Shield." Trinity said.
"What?" both McMahon siblings said.
"Yeah, Roman Reigns." she repeated.
"Trinity." I warned.
"He's already in a feud with the Miz for the Intercontinental Championship and the rest of The Shield has issues with the Miztourage. You can find a way to add Maryse and Ari into that." she suggested.
"I can't believe I didn't think of that." Stephanie muttered.
"I wanna see her beat Maryse to a bloody pulp." Trinity said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Trinity, Jesus." Shane complained.
"Okay, maybe not a bloody pulp but something along those lines." she replied.
"I'll figure it out and let you know tomorrow. As a matter of fact, I'm gonna call Leati now and start this tomorrow night." Stephanie said excitedly.
"Leati?" I asked her.
"It's his real name, Leati Anoa'i."
"Damn, I hadn't really paid attention to his real name before." I said when the realization hit me.
"I told you he was Jimmy's cousin stupid, he's from that family." Trinity said with a smile.
"Alright girls, I'll see you tomorrow." Stephanie said.
"Bye." Shane added, walking away with his sister.
"What the hell were you thinking?" I whirled around and demanded from Trinity.
"Honestly, I was thinking that as a team you four will massacre everyone. Especially now that Dean is just coming back from an injury. They were separating them for more matches while he was out but they're reuniting the Shield again as a unit. I want to see the Miz and Maryse's reign of terror end." she said.
"I can give you that much but if you think for a second . . ."
"Don't get your panties in a bunch, if you're even wearing any. Whatever happens - happens and what doesn't won't. Don't close yourself off to possibilities, is all that I'm asking."
"Arianna Angle." I heard from the top of the ramp.
"Oh great, just what I needed." I whispered.
"Anna, we need to talk." my father said as I made my way up the ramp.
"About what?"
"You know what I want . . ."
"Hey, sis!" I heard suddenly as Jason Jordan appeared and put his arm around my shoulders.
I pried his arm off and pushed him away angrily. The distance and the look on his face would've been hilarious if I wasn't really pissed off.
"You are not my brother." I growled.
"Kurt, I thought she knew about the . . ."
"She does." my father said, covering his face with his hands.
"I am not going to play along with this little bullshit story that you have going on. The fact, dad, that you would agree to this is beyond ludicrous in my eyes. Oh, and before I forget, if you ever and I mean ever put your hands on me again I will Blaze-lock you into oblivion. Goodbye, gentlemen."
Trinity and I walked away from the two silent men on the ramp. My dad had to explain to him that a Blaze-lock is basically a spinning inverted figure 4 that I add the ankle lock to. I had to chuckle when I heard Jordan tell my father that I'm scary when I'm mad.
"You have no idea." my father replied.
We walked to the car and went to the hotel to check in. It was a quick process thankfully and I got a room just for myself since Trinity is rooming with Jimmy who is already here. I left them in the lobby and headed to my room.
After dropping my bags I took out the second bag that I always have and put my clothes for tomorrow in it. That's normally my ring gear bag, it's always with me so that I don't have to carry a big bag back and forth. I'm not fighting so I can do a little more laid back but it'll match my theme to a T.
I flopped onto my bed and pulled my laptop out and started to search for videos of the recent episodes of Raw and SmackDown to make sure that I'm up to date. It feels good knowing that I'm gonna be back soon, tomorrow night baby! I'm gonna cut my promo and I already have an idea on how to get back at Nikki. How to start at least.