Thread: WWE: Return of the Phenom (Athene & christian7_41king)

Alisyn Hatheway Out of the corner of her eye, Alisyn noticed the twins and ring master drinking tea with Cole and Tazz. The sight was definitely one to behold, and it took all of Alisyn's will power to keep from snickering. Now that she had been 'reborn', she was meant to act ... proper. Anything that matched the mindset ad attitude of a true soldier and advocate, basically but nothing less. Therefore, even if Alisyn would have been justified in her reaction, it wasn't something her new persona would do. Not while in the ring, anyway. Maybe out ... but not before then .... Next, her faux crimson eyes - created thanks to the lovely creation known as contacts - saw were her opponents. The Blue Beast and Chimera were both patiently waiting for her and the Phenom to arrive. It may not happen as quickly as they would want, as Alisyn's pace matched Mark's and thus she walked at a very slow, sauntering stride. Furthermore, she didn't enter the ring first. It was another part of her new identity, and more than anything, Alisyn was simply following an unspoken and unwritten rule. With her now being the apprentice and advocate to the Undertaker, he came first in everything. After all, he was her Master now. It only made sense that, naturally, everything he wanted would come before her own wishes. The long-awaited bell finally rang, signaling the start of the tag team match. And thus, it begins .... Alisyn mused, stepping outside the ring as the Beast walked in. Admittedly, part of Alisyn was slightly disappointed she wouldn't start the match. But ... it wasn't too unexpected. And hell, maybe it'd be a smarter tactic? That was the hope and thoughts rushing through her mind, anyway. No, no, no! Sit up! Alisyn inwardly elicited a sigh of relief as the Deadman abruptly sat up at around the count of two, almost two and a half, from the Beast trying to pin him. ... Interesting. Trying to end it quickly, are they? That definitely made her smirk slightly. Ah, the irony the Darkwood Circus had tried to taunt them before the fight had started. Yet after the display they just gave, it almost seemed like the new group was actually afraid of them. Granted, Alisyn could partially understand. The Dead Man was one hell of an intimidating wrestler. But ... Alisyn? Well ... she was ... how to word it? Not useless, per se. But ... a wild card. An untested one, at that matter. As such, it was hard to say if she was a threat, with or without the Undertaker beside her. And there it is, Tazz! The tag has been made! The words made Alisyn return to the here and now as she slipped between the upper and middle ropes, her hand lightly stinging from the pure strength Mark had made seconds ago. The slight discomfort wasn't out of anger, thankfully just a wake-up call of sorts. And quite honestly, she needed it. So if anything, Alisyn was grateful for him adding a bit more 'oomph' into the simple gesture. So, Tazz? Got any thoughts on what kind of fight this newcomer's gonna show us? If Tazz gave - or started to give - an answer, Alisyn didn't hear it. She started her part of the match by slowly stalking the Chimera, moving with her as opposed to against her. When ten seconds passed and Chimera still refused to make the first move, that was Alisyn's cue. So, she ran forward and attempted to execute a clothesline against her, only to get caught and slammed onto the canvas. The impact made Alisyn grimace and pant. ... Heh. Guess they really are trying to end this quickly ... Swinging her legs horizontally, Alisyn took advantage of Chimera being distracted at taunting her Master once again and swept her opponent off her feet. I can do that too end things quickly. That was all she said to Chimera before moving down and quickly trying to end it by rolling her up, only to be pushed back ever so slightly as the female Darkwood Circus member took her turn to escape the attempted pin. .... Fine then. Gotta step up the game, I see ... Thankfully, this would be where all the training with Victoria would come in, and - or so Alisyn prayed - be the most effective. Rushing forward, she slammed a clenched fist into the Chimera's gut. Hey! Tazz, over there! The hell is she doing?! At a first glance, it would almost appear like she was copying The Undertaker's Old School move, albeit with an obvious alteration. Rather than holding onto one of Chimera's arms, she was actually holding the woman in a fireman's carry. And as Alisyn stood right on top of the highest rope, her grip tightened and arms raised, further lifting her up into the air. Oh my god, Tazz! Is ... is she going to do what it looks like?! .... Here it is. The 'all or nothing' moment ... And as quickly as she'd ascended the ropes attached to the ring, Alisyn jumped off, throwing the Chimera down roughly onto the canvas. Right on her back, no less. Wow! Was ... was that her finisher?! One! Two! Three! Unfortunately, the crowd and commentators would be given less answers, and only more questions. The kind that could be answered in an interview, no doubt. But it was otherwise clear Alisyn wasn't about to risk breaking her persona by explaining that yes, that had indeed been a finisher she came up with herself. Prior to now, she'd never tested it. But she was ecstatic to see it worked beautifully. Hell, even better than I ever could have guessed, she added, kneeling beside the Undertaker as he got down in his own victory pose. This ... feels ... amazing! It was taking even more resolution to avoid losing her more stoic expression. Alisyn felt absolutely shocked, but certainly in the best of ways. Even with the slight interruption, her introduction to the WWE franchise had become official. And now ... she won her debut match! And to make it even more better, it was with one of the most famous wrestlers still around! Alisyn couldn't be more happier if she tried. ... Well, that probably wasn't true. But then again, she hardly cared. She just knew one thing for sure she couldn't wait to get to the locker rooms. Because truthfully, she wanted to revert to the happy, excited side that was silently begging to let her jump gleefully up and down. It wouldn't be the new Diva was damn sure they were out of both eye ad ear shot that Alisyn finally spoke up, but not before closing the door to their locker room. HELL YEAH! The biggest grin that had ever appeared on her face was now taking the place off the more serious look she'd been wearing the past ten or so minutes. That. Was. AWESOME! I ... holy hell. I can't believe I really did that ... When it dawned on her that Alisyn's legs were threatening to give away, she quickly sat down on the nearest bench, smiling proudly up at Mark. Any words that she actually could have said were getting lost and even caught in her throat. All she could do was replay those last few moments, continue to hear the count had reached three, and know it had been her who ended the match.