Smackdown's Agonist

Speaking Volumes

*Maryse's POV*

It was now Talking Smack and I was furious. I thought I would be so clever to attack her again but she had other plans.

She somehow knew that I would try to attack her again like I did last time but she wasn't going to let me budge this time. She was smart and that frustrated me.

Renee Young was about to introduce me so that I could say what I needed to say.

"And now, possibly speaking of beef between two people over what one person stands for, let me introduce to you our next guest, Maryse."

She and Daniel Bryan turned to me, both with a questioning expression on their faces.

"Maryse, you had an intention to attack Imigie again but it didn't go exactly like you planned," Renee said, gesturing to me. "But first, tell us what exactly sparked this feud between you and Imigie. And I'm positive that Imigie did not do anything—"

"Okay Renee, you need to shut up for a moment, will you?" I snapped. "I'll tell you why I have an issue with Imigie. It's like she's another one to take over this division. First it was Becky Lynch, next was Alexa Bliss, next was Naomi, next was Paige, and now it's Imigie who thinks shoving this whole—"

I squared my shoulders then put up my best impersonation of Imigie as I could.

"'I fought my way to get to the top so everyone should like me.'"

I shook my head as I leaned back against my seat, the thoughts swimming violently in my head.

"Bull!" I snapped. "Is Imigie a must-see superstar in the women's division?"

Renee and Daniel turned to each other, looks of disgust showing on their faces. It was easy to see that they didn't agree with me. They probably thought that the new girl would bring so much potential to the women's division when I was determined to push her out of the way.

"Actually, it's not up for discussion!" I said, flipping my hair at Renee, tired of her questions. "My husband doesn't even think that Imigie is a must-see superstar in the women's division. She'll get exactly what she deserves."

I looked at my painted finger nails, something to distract me from hearing the questions, the same question that all the fans had for me. However, I realized that it wouldn't end peacefully.

"Maryse, I hope that you're aware that Imigie did challenge you to a match at Backlash," Daniel said. "She made it pretty clear that she wants it—"

"Daniel, I am aware of that," I sighed, rolling my eyes in annoyance. "If she wants her challenge, then she can have her challenge but that doesn't mean that she'll stand tall when I'm around to defeat her."

I blew a kiss to Renee and Daniel then walked out, a sassy smirk on my face, proud of what I said.

If either of them protested at all, I didn't listen. I was too focused on the now upcoming match against Imigie. Surely, she was short and tiny so taking her out would be little to no issue, at least that was what I thought.

Or was it really that wise to underestimate her because of everything she had done in her journey to be on Smackdown?

I pondered about this as I headed backstage. Perhaps I should turn my cocky side on to make my husband proud. The more I thought about that, the better idea it sounded.