Tarnished Armor

Chapter Eleven

"From Omaha, Nebraska weighing in at 127 pounds, Chloe!" 

I heard the song "Applause" hit as I ran down the aisle. I slapped hands with everyone before jumping into the ring. I heard Alicia Fox's music. The crowd started to boo and she entered the ring. We locked in a collar elbow tie up. I then felt being thrown to the mat. I knew it hurt. I felt her stomp on me before running toward the ropes. I moved from the mat to the ropes, bouncing off of them and clothes lining her. She was down on the mat and I jumped to the second rope, landing on her. I  put the point of my elbow into her ribs and tried a pin. All I got was a count of two. 

"Come on, Chloe, you can do this." 

I grabbed her arm and pulled her into the ropes. I clothes lined her again. I climbed to the top rope and did a corkscrew. The  crowd cheered. I then got to the middle of the top rope and did my father's lionsault. The crowd went ballistic.  

"Chloe's moonsault reminds me of Chris Jericho." The King said. 

"Well, it looks similar but I doubt it's his Lionsault." Cole said. 

I got to the top rope and heard the voice of Bray Wyatt. 

"Chloe, Chloe, Chloe...Your babies are something special. I'd hate to say that they're delightful but I'm sure you agree. They are yours." 

The video clip showed me holding Ella. I then got pulled off the top rope and felt Alicia kicking me. I started crying thinking my children were in trouble. I then heard the sirens of Brock Lesnar. I tried to fight off Alicia the best I could. She ran out of the ring and left me alone with the impending trouble. I said a prayer to God to protect my children. Getting up from my daze, I went eye to eye with Brock. 

"You're pretty. I'd keep you." 

"I'd rather die." 

"I can arrange that too." 

I looked at him unafraid. 

"Bring it. You can't do to me what I don't permit." 

He wrapped his hands around my neck. 

"You want me to harm you, sweetheart?" 

"You can't hurt me." I said as the camera rolled. 

That's when I felt him picking me up and slinging me over his shoulder. I heard nothing after that. The lights went black. I felt a thud and heard some music. I couldn't figure out who was there or whose music played. I laid on the cold cement floor. That's when I heard the voice in my ear again. 

"Stay there. I've got this." 

His voice calmed me as he went into the ring. He jumped into a fray involving Brock Lesnar. They fought as my sight went  black. The next thing I remembered, I saw a melee going on as I laid on the floor. I heard voices as I felt myself being lifted.  This time, I couldn't hear Colby's voice. I felt the stretcher take me out the door. I felt a hand holding mine. I knew it wasn't Colby's. I couldn't open my eyes. Whoever held my hand, rode with me to wherever the ambulance went. 

"Where are my babies? Who has my babies? I want my husband!" 

The voice I heard kept me calm. 

"I'll find out where they are. I promise." 

I wanted to cry. The man's voice talking to me made everything better. The sound of it made things better. I wanted to cry and did.  

"WHERE ARE MY BABIES?" 

That's when I saw Colby rushing. 

"Honey, I'm here. The girls are alright. They're with Esme, Brie and Bryan. They're safe."