Hardcore Izzy Austin
I was walking around backstage with Alli as we looked for Leslie. After my match, Alli helped walk me to the trainers room to get checked out.
My leg was fine.
My shoulder, however, had to be wrapped up.
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(It's her right shoulder.)
My shoulders all bandaged up.
You can see it clearly. It wrapped from my shoulder to under my arm to over my chest.
I was pissed.
I'm worried right now though, cuz we can't find Leslie. I saw The Shield and walked over to them.
"Hey, have you guys seen Leslie?" I ask.
"No, why? I thought she was with you." Seth says.
"No. She said she was gonna go look for you after Alli walked me to the medic." I say.
Worry spread across all of our faces. Alli and I exchanged looks before storming off. The Shield following us.
Seth, Alli and I tore apart the backstage area, looking for Leslie. We stopped by a monitor and I paused at what I saw.
It was The Authority with Leslie in the grips of Randy Orton and her own father, Batista. Paige was with them. A black eye and a glare on her face.
"Izzy! Get your ass out here and fight me again or your little friend gets it!" Paige yells.
"Isabella, no!" Alli yells, using my real, and full, name, as I sprint to the curtain.
My music plays as I sprint out the curtain and down the ramp.
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