Kimora's POV:
"Okay Ms.De La Rosa, you're all clear. You may go back to wrestling whenever you're ready." Doctor Press said. "Thanks doc. Have a good day." "You too, take it easy." He said once I left the room. My left knee was dislocated and the right side of my ribs were severely bruised. I've been out of wrestling for almost six months for injury, then I took a break from wrestling for another three months. You do the math. Tonight I'm making my comeback at Smackdown. After I left my appointment, I met up with my former-mentors/best friends, Lita, Melina, and Rey Mysterio at Starbucks.
Skip Lunch
All we did was catch up and talk about my returning debut at Smackdown. So right now I'm in my hotel room getting ready to head out to the arena. (Outfit is in the MM. The top is what she's wearing and the bottom is her attire, minus the hair). When I get a call from Stephanie McMahon.
Conversation: (S is for Stephanie, and K is for Kimora)
S: Hey Kimora, I just wanted to know if you are still making your returning debut tonight at Smackdown?
K: Hey Steph. And yea I'm still coming, I'm a 💯 percent ready. And I wanted to know if u and Triple H told anyone that I'm returning tonight?
S: Oh no we didn't. So you do know when your supposed to come out right?
K: yup. K Steph see you later
S: ok bye
End of Phone Call
Skip To Arena
Okay, so right now I'm backstage at Smackdown, waiting for Triple H to finish his 20 minute speech about what's best for business. Honestly, him and this best for business crap is getting on my nerves. Like shut the fuck up. But I still love him, he's like family. My dad died when I was 15, when he died Kane and Undertaker stepped in taking the fatherly role. My mom grew up with them, so yeah. Anyway, right now Dolph Ziggler was getting his ass whopped by Tyler Breeze. Who should I help Dolph or Tyler? Even though he deserves it for breaking my heart, but that's a story for a different time. I guess it's time for my debut.I put on my attire and peaked out my room door to see if anyone was there. Which luckily for me, nobody was there. I ran to the gorilla, worried somebody will see me, which they didn't. I told the music playing guy, whatever you call him to play "Blase by Ty Dolla Sign ft. Future and Rae Sremmurd". Once it played, I waited about 30 seconds to come out and started to run out to the ramp. You couldn't even hear my music, all you heard was the fans and commenters screaming out of shock and amazement. I slid in the ring and started to attack Tyler Breeze.
All this time, Dolph had a shocked look in his face. I mean you could help but whatever. While Tyler was dazed, I went up to the top rope and did the Swanton Bomb. And landed perfectly. It took him a while to get up. But as he was getting up I did the 619. Then all the sudden this bitch Summer Rae wanna kick me in the back. I turn around and gave her a death glare and my eyes started turning red. I already knew I made her skin crawl. I started throwing wild punches at her, then I performed the Shouten. When I was done I laid Tyler and Summer unconscious bodies, next to each other, and put their hands over their own chest, like the Undertaker. My eyes rolled in the back of my head and then I raised my arms up and as I put my arms back down, fire appeared around them.
What can I say, I'm evil😈. I looked around to see all the fans cheering This is Awesome, and hearing the commenters talking in disbelief and to see that Dolph is gone. Watch out bitches..... I'm Baacckkk.😏
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Color Doesn't Matter
FanfictionAn interracial love story between the Shield and three girls, Shiloh, Kimora, and Ameriah. Find out what happens.