Takeover

Chapter 8: Enhancement Talent

"No. No. No. The match did not just end like that. What the hell happened out there?" Cassidy paced back and forth in the locker rooms now, still unable to comprehend what just happened.

"They're veterans, Cass. They straight out just beat us," Cammi tried to reason but was in disbelief herself as well.

"But there was something just so... so wrong about everything. She grabbed my tights to get that pin."

Cammi nodded in agreement pulling on her regular clothes and changing out of her gear.

"Like why bother cheating when you have an advantage anyways? Why were they in such a rush?" Cassidy went on.

"It's like someone told them to do all that. I didn't even get a chance to get in the ring!" Cammi threw her hands up, frustrated as ever. "Just get changed, I'll go find Naomi."

Cammi, already changed, flew out the door in hopes of finding the former funkadactyl. She just hoped she didn't get lost again.

After a few minutes of running around and at least one circle around the area, Naomi finally spotted the bright orange Uso shirt she donned. Cammi made a beeline right for her, anger boiling up once again.

"Naomi!" She yelled from afar, making the curly haired brunette turn around.

"Hey, what's up, girl. Cammi right? Nice job out there," she gave a small smile.

"Good job out there? I wouldn't know anything about that, I didn't even get in. What the hell was that out there?" Cammi demanded as she stomped forward to where Naomi stood.

"Okay do not take this up with me, take it up with management. I was just doing my job and taking orders," she stated clearly, arms now crossed.

"Taking orders? By cheating? By knocking me down when I wasn't even close to getting into the ring? What kind of fighter does that?" Cammi went on.

"A fighter does anything to win. You were a threat, so I put you away, just like I was told to do. Y'all should know the wrestlers here ain't scared of doin' that. We ain't going easy on ya just 'cause you're new. And that's your job to take it anyways," Naomi said uncrossing her arms and putting her hands on her hips now.

"Bull shit. Who told you to do that? Any honorable wrestler would go out there and fight me in a fair match. There are no orders for this," Cammi returned.

"Whatever, girl. You gonna learn your place here soon enough. The authority is that way. Why don't you ask them?," she pointed to the right, arrows pointing up the hall and towards a big door. Naomi left after that.

Cammi sighed and waited for Cassidy to find to fill her in before both girls went up to that door to speak with the people in charge: the Authority. Fortunately for them, neither Triple H nor Stephanie McMahon were in the building. That brought their anxiety down a peg. They will, however, have to speak with Kane. The Big Red Machine turned corporate businessman.

Cassidy took a steps forward and knocked on the door quickly before she had the chance to chicken out. When they heard a deep voice on the inside telling them to come in, Cassidy opened the door and seated herself down, Cammi right on her heels.