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IRL!

(Friday, August 12th, 2022)

SmackDown Live!

Raleigh, North Carolina

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My heels click down the hall as I leave Triple H's office, heading down the steps of the empty arena I trace my finger down the chairs to get a feel of the place. I inhale, feeling the lights beating down on me, the electrifying noise of the crowd, the—

Suddenly, I'm running into something... "Oh, fuck." Scratch that, someone.

"Oh, my bad, Uce." A voice is quick to apologize and I snap my eyes up to find Jey Uso standing in front of me. I know it's him, a being able to tell him and Jimmy apart due to their hair being different lengths. But before that, anytime I would watch one of their matches... I could just tell. "Yo, you're that girl that killed Liv and Rhonda at SummerSlam, aren't you!" He brings his fist up to his mouth,  pointing at me excitedly with his free hand.

I blink, the shift of topic giving me whiplash. Or maybe it's from running into him.

I sigh. "No, my fault, I wasn't paying attention." I rub my hands down my leggings. "And yes, that was me." I smirk proudly.

"Yeet." He nods, eyes shining as he looks at me. "Good to have you on SmackDown now, Uce."

I look at him, I'm sure oddly, absorbing that this is how he actually is all the time and not just on tv. Kinda refreshing honestly.

"Uh, thanks." I nod slowly, not expecting such a warm welcome, or any type of positive interaction, already. Especially not from a Bloodline member. I'm shocked he's even alone right now. I'm not sure why but I expected any member to never walk or travel alone.

"Big fan." Jey snaps me from my thoughts, his hand gesturing to himself on his chest.

I let out a chuckle. "Oh, are you?"

"Oh, hell yeah." He nods strongly, assuring me quite seriously before his phone starts to ring. He holds up a finger as he pulls it from his pocket. "Oh, shoot. Gotta take this." He waves the phone. "Tribal Chief."

"Mmm." I give a short nod, trying not to laugh at the fact that I didn't need to know that.

"But, uh, I'm Jey. Jey Uso." He quickly sticks out his hand and he starts moving up the steps. Uh, yeah, I think I know that...

But I introduce myself all the same. "Crimson." I reply. "Kae." I don't meet his hand since he's already several steps above now.

He smiles. "If you ever need anything Crim Kae, you just holler, okay? Yeet!" He calls over his shoulder as he hurries up the stairs and answers the phone.

Well... that was... something? Interesting first SmackDown interaction, since I can't imagine the rest will be. Not after I'm done around here. And not counting last week since I didn't particularly run in to anybody... backstage at least.

As Jey's figure completely disappears and he's entirely out of view or earshot, I remember what I was even doing in the first place and continue slowly walking down the steps of the arena.

Tonight is my night. And no one is getting in my way.

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I hear a gasp and automatically know it's Denni as I drown my face in setting spray. "Oh, bitchhh, you look hottt!'' She exclaims, fanning her face with her hand.

I smirk, winking at her. "Thank you."

"Wanted to be the first to see the final look before you kick off the show." She claps. She almost made me deaf when I texted her after my arena walk through about Tripe H and she immediately called and screamed in my ear. Excitedly though, so can't be too made that I heard ringing for a good couple minutes after.

"Actually, Rhea FaceTimed me about twenty minutes ago." I make a yikes face before laughing. "So she was first."

Denni wipes a fake tear. "I'll never complain about coming in second to Rhea, so it's fine." She sighs largely. "You ready?"

"Hell yeah I'm ready." My smirk grows as my chest pounds with adrenaline. Let's go kick off my second SmackDown.... Cause I didn't come here just to be average.

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I bounce up and down on my toes as Michael kicks off the show speaking, introducing the show, the town we're in, and such.

"Coming to you live at the PNC arena, at North Carolina State University. This is Friday Night SmackDown on Fox, sponsored by Progressive... And we kick off tonight with Crimson Kae addressing her future here on SmackDown, after debuting two weeks at SummerSlam, and having her SmackDown debut last Friday. Last week she interrupt Roman Reigns on SmackDown, two weeks ago she interrupted the women's SmackDown championship match, attacking Liv Morgan and Rhonda Rousey, will she address her brutal behavior and actions these past couple weeks?"

Please.

I nod to the crew members. "Hit my music." I roll my neck twice and take a deep breath, here we go. I chuckle to myself as I push through the curtain and walk out onto the stage, bright lights shining burning my view for a moment until my eyes adjust and I pause, twirling the mic in my hand as I hear some boo's here and there, most of the crowd seems excited, on the edge of their seat on what I have to say. My lips purse into a smirk as I continue down the ramp to the ring. That's all mine.

I click my heel loudly on each step of the metal as I make my way up to the ramp, making sure to do my signature pose I curl my fingers around the rope with one hand as I lying back across it as I slowly lift my arm up my body and over my head. I swiftly raise up and slide off the rope stepping over to the middle of my ring and my music fades out.

I let the crowd whistle and quiet down before bringing the microphone up to my lips and giggle.

"I'm a little confused..." I drawl hearing silence fall over the crowd at my words. I bring my free hand up to my cheek as if I'm lost for thought. "I'm not sure what there is to address here?" I throw my hand up. Truly. I clear my throat. "I thought my debut at SummerSlam, my actions—" I say mockingly, tossing a glance over at Michael, "Were crystal clear, no?" I pause once again, throwing both hands up as I shake my head.

I snap the mic right back to my lips, lowering my voice an octave, staring daggers into the camera, "For those who have slow comprehension skills like Michael Cole over there, let me bring you up to speed. It's okay, we'll take it nice and slow." I nod slowly, pursing my lips.

"I'm here for one reason, and one reason only. I don't just want to run to women's division, no, no. I want to run every division. I want to run Friday Night's. I don't just wanna be the face of SmackDown..." I take a step forward with each word until I'm leaning against the rope. "And I want to be the face of the whole. damn. company. And what better way to do that than go over the man who claims he's just that, right?" I twirl the mic in my hand once again and to my surprise most of the crowd seems to be fired up at my words, even after I insulted them. Well, would ya look at that?

"I thought my intentions at SummerSlam couldn't have been more direct, no?" I sigh, waving my free hand. "But no matter. I would've just been accused of jumping the line, right?" I chuckle. "It's funny though... no one seemed to tell me about the little tournament last week to see who's next in line... hmm... Congratulations, Shayna." I click my tongue. "I'll let you have your fun with Liv, I'll back away for the time being, it's okay. Really. I can be a patient woman when it comes to... certain things. No, really, I can, I swear!" I clutch my ribs in laughter.

"Besides, I don't wanna face Liv Morgan when she's injured, and beat her of course, to then have her and her ten fans whine that it wasn't a 'fair match.' Whah." I roll my eyes. "So I'll wait. I'll pay my dues, I'll climb the ladder around here, so to speak. Cause when people show up around here and automatically get a title shot, it's a crime right?" I gasp loudly for dramatic effect. "Unless it's Roman Reigns of course. Then that's fine." I tap my chin in through. "He can waltz into a SummerSlam after just returning and win the belt, and nobody... really seems to bat an eye about. But if I show up to SummerSlam and embarrass the supposedly 'top women' in this division, suddenly—"

Out of no where music hits and I jerk my head back. Ugh, God. I roll my eyes, not caring there's a camera right in front of my face, as I look up the ramp to see who oh so rudely cut me off.

None other than the man himself. Speak of devil and he shall appear.

Roman. Reigns.

Well, I guess I had this coming, didn't I...

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

Hey, heyyyy... WELCOME TO THE 1ST CRIMSON USTULATION CHAPTER OF THE 2025!!🤭🤭  AND HAPPY FIRST SMACKDOWN OF THE YEARRR!!

WE HAVE FINALLY MADE IT TO THE LONG AWAITED SMACKDOWN... and it's only just begun!! Y'all will have to grovel in the lovely cliffhanger I gifted y'all until... RAW ON NETFLIX THIS MONDAYYY!!!

So I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter, & Crimson popping OFFF on this mic, as much as I did writing ittt!! Did anyone guess right at who interrupted Crimson?? OH AND WE CANNOT SKIP PAST WHO CRIMSON MET THIS CHAPTERRR🤭 She has officially ran into & met Jeyyy!! Eekk!! Def one of my fav scenes even, & I've had this written & saved for MONTHS now bc I cut it from the last SmackDown chapter & held onto it for this one ;)

Can't wait to hear y'all's thoughts!! Bc SO much happens this chapterrr!! So don't be afraid to comment your reactions, thoughts, & questions!! And until next time... mwah!! <333

(Also can we talk about MISS TIFFANY SUCCESSFULLY CASHING INNN!?!!! AHHH!! Also, even though we're currently in 2022... I ofc always plan & think ahead, & lemme just tell y'all... y'all are not ready for when we get to 2025.... Bc everything is lining up PERFECTLY for my ideas so far, hehe, just something to look forward toooo!!)