..((This new scene of ours opens with a 'Oh my god! She's done it again! She's won the women's title again!!'. Instead of being where you think we'd be, we're not. We are in a locker-room type of place. It is seemingly dark, yet a flashing light of different colors illuminates the floor, and some other areas of the locker room. It is seemingly messy, the way a teenage girl's bedroom might seem (me: quite like mine! Well... it ain't all that bad). Clothes and other things are strewn around on the floor, but what they are have yet to be seen. Turning slightly, the flashing different colour light is actually a television screen. Lucy is sitting in an odd fashion on the floor, seemingly nodding off to sleep. A noise is made by the television, causing her to snap back to attention. She had seemingly changed her outfit from earlier, the only thing apparent showing is her black babydoll t-shirt, which reads "I Damn Thee Hence!" Lucy finally closes her eyes and falls backwards, as though asleep. Just coincedentally, perhaps, the door to her locker room thing snaps open. The light turns on, causing Lucy to wake up again. She places a hand to her head, as though recovering from a headache. The rest of her clothes become clear.. she's wearing a pair of vinyl bondage pants. She looks up at her intruder, her eyes narrowed))..

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
ACHTUNG!.. Oh wait.. it's just you.

..((The angle turns around to show CM Punk standing in the doorway, the 'exotic dancer' Tanya beside him, her arm interlocked with his. She had dressed differently now, something a prostitute might wear. Regardless, it was better than nothing. Literally, nothing. Standing up, Lucy pulls her hair out of her pigtails and then glares at the both of them))..

[-x "Stripper Person" Tanya x-]
Hi there, Linda!

[-x "Confused One' Lucy x-]
Lucy.

[-x "Stripper Person" Tanya x-]
I said that, didn't I?

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
Oh well, who cares! We're all here now so let's love one another!

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
You, as far as I'm concerned, can go die. Can I talk to you for a second?

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
Yeah okay!

..((Lucy walks out of the locker room, between the interlaced arms. Punk holds up his index finger to Tanya, as though signaling 'be right back in one minute'. He runs over to Lucy's side, and crosses his arms))..

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
*whispering*
You just had to bring her, didn't you? Why the hell is she here?

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
*Whispering as well*
Okay look I don't have $50! Do you?! I invited her to on a date in hopes she'll forget I promised to pay her. Strippers are idiots that way!

..((Lucy rolls her eyes as Punk walks back to Tanya. She walks back over as well, then leans against a wall. Lucy stares up at the ceiling, her mouth open slightly))..

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
Why did you go to sleep when I told you to study?

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
Okay look buddy I've watched so many of those Trishy tapes I probably know her better than she knows herself. It's scary. Do you think I enjoy watching other women toss each other around in little bikinis? It's horrifying.

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
Good! That was the whole intention of that, so you know your opponent well. By the way, I've scheduled you an interview with a Michael Cole person, so you better be ready with some kind of response to his moronic questions. You know the kind like: What do you think of Trish? What will you do to Trish? Do you like Trish.. in that way? What do you think of my boyfriend?.. wait no, I went overboard there.

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
Mmkay fine. Where at?

..((CM Punk points down a hallway. Lucy shrugs and walks the way that was earlier indicated. She seemingly walks for quite a while, until finally a place that seems rather set up for an interview type thing comes into view. It is decorated in all of Retribution's colours. Michael Cole, the chosen interviewer, is already waiting there. Lucy stands beside him and places her hands on her hips, looking down at the floor))..

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Hello, those of you watching at home! I'm standing here with the former Scream Queen of the HWE, Daffn..

..((Lucy looks at Michael rather menacingly. He smiles sheepishly, then looks back at the camera))..

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Sorry. I'm standing here with Lucy Furr. She is.. um.. I'm sorry. Don't mind me if I go off on a proverbial limb here. I'm standing here with the former Shannon Ward, also known as Daffney. She has seemingly been through alot of traumatizing things during the past few weeks.

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
Heh. I've gone into a tidbit of research about my name and whatnot. 'Ward' was used for when I was married. About two to three years ago. It's now just Spruill, I think. Would you mind getting on questions now?

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
No problem. Lucy, you have an upcoming match with our very own Trish Stratus, in a 'pots and pans' match. What are your thoughts on that?

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
It's all very simple. My mind has been racing with this little match for a few days now. I can think of nothing else. It's becoming rather annoying, really. I should like to be done with this as quickly as possible.

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
I see. Well, Trish Stratus has recently made a promo, where she goes to see a doctor. Have you seen it?

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
Of course I have. I've been forced to watch practically every goddamn thing she's said. What she's done. Can you imagine having to do that? I can only take so damn much of it!

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Oh I see. As you may know, Trish Stratus can be a very prominent figure in the ring, and out. Her presence is very domineering. I know, I've had to stand around her once or twice.

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
What does that have to do do with me, pray tell? Never mind. I don't want to be any more confusing than I already am. Why don't you get back on topic here, instead of asking.. no rather telling me how 'domineering her presence is'.

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
That's a will do, Lucy. Now your next match, do you think you will be more prepared for this than your last one against Chyna and Stephanie McMahon?

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
The great thing about that is: I won that, even though I wasn't exactly prepared for that. This time around, however, I am slightly more prepared. I know Trish Stratus's moves, what she might do or say next. I know her.. better than I know myself, it's rather sad to say. With the metaphorical riches come the spoil, you know. There are cooking utensils to be used in this match. Those can be used to my advantage, can they not?

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Perhaps so. With that fascinating little lesson by your um.. sidekick boyfriend type thing, it should be rather easy to pick up a win, don't you think?

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
Heh.. Punk isn't my boyfriend, thank god. Alongside Trish, another person happens to be running through my mind quite often. I don't know why.

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Who is it?

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
I'm not telling you. Why should I tell you, exactly? It's not like you are going to bring him to me. Damn, said too much already.

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Alrighty. Let's get back on topic. What do you think of Trish Stratus, first and foremost?

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
She is a metaphorical golden goddess, who is overhyped to the point of sickening. She glorifies herself to the point where she becomes her own deity. People such as Trish need to be taught some kind of lesson, don't they? To learn that they cannot be raised any higher than the status of a popular mortal. I know, that as myself, I'm one of the lesser human beings. I do realize that I am nothing more then that. But, as such, the lower class can rise above and beyond, rioting the upper class and shaking it into shambles. I know I probably won't be the one to send Trish to her long awaited death, but I can certainly try, can't I?

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Of course you can, nobody is saying any different. What would you like to do to Trishy in this match?

..((Lucy looks down at her feet for a second, as though thinking. A small smile creeps on her face, her head rising again))..

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
That is probably the best question that you could have possibly asked me. Donkaschen. I have quite a few things in mind that I would love to do to miss Stratigias. One thing is to tie her to a turnbuckle, and slowly pluck out each one of her artificial blonde hairs from her head. Another thing would be to tie each one of her limbs from all four turnbuckles, then slowly hack each one of them off with a blunt knife. You see, nothing is more joyous to hear than the sound of a scream of someone being tortured unritualistically. To see the fear in their eyes, how their bodies quiver with it. They wear fear like a well made perfume. There is nothing more enjoyable in all the wideworld (well there are other things, but this is on the top of the list. No I don't mean that) than to see a writhing body, flailing around trying to prevent from being cut any more. I can only do so much, the psychological aspect of it all, what must be going through their mind is something I would love to catch on a camera. Just to know that you, yourself, are the inflictor of such trauma is positively divine. I would LOVE to put Trish through such hell. But such a thing, at this time, would be rather impossible. She's such a widely known person, they'd be sure to search for me. Why not do it in front of millions of people, so they can view for themselves the downfall of a golden goddess? Ah, I'm getting rather off topic now, aren't I?

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Slightly. That sounds slightly sadistic, Lucy.

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
Being sadistic is the game I excel at.

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Gotcha. Do you want to talk to Trish on here while we still have a little time left?

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
Might as well. I've got nothing better to do than to waste my time with it.

Trisha Stratigias, is it not? How nice it is to talk to you. You see, I've had to watch so much of you, it's rather amusing to talk to the person. I've become rather accustomed to all of your ways, and all that whatnot. It really isn't a problem to get most of this off my chest.
The way I see it, you're nothing more than a glorified concubine. With all of your little gaudy moves, your flashy smile, your overconfidence in yourself, is that nothing more than just a show trying to cover up what you truly are? A little girl inspiring be something she's not. Once upon a time you could have considered yourself to be lucky. You were a model, you should have stayed there. Now you have to deal with me. Yes I know I'm nothing much to look at, nor am I any good at this type of thing. But at least I have one thing that you do not: the psychological aspect of the insane person. When one is considered to be insane, they are also considered to do anything to get what they want. What do I want, you ask? To see your head as my bloody banner. Your intestines strewn around like decorations. Your pretty little body eaten by cannibals. No, I myself am not a cannibal. I cannot bear to touch practically anybody, save for a few exceptions. Do you have this psychological aspect? No, you do not.
What you have, Trishy, is something less glorious than once anticipated. To get what she wants, she will cheat, lie, do whatever it takes, am I correct? I have a little more confidence in myself to gain a win, do you? I take it not. No, you rely on your feminine wiles to get what you want, whereas I do not. Do you really have such a poor self image that you must whore yourself to others to get what you want? I feel sorry for you. Perhaps after I am done with you, you can check into a counceling thing and try to get help for that.
Or, perhaps I can help you with your problem. A quick hit on the back of your head might cure anything! Or it could cause you to forget perpetually everything you ever knew about yourself. It's not pleasant, I assure you. But then, oh joy, you can go about and find a new Trish that would make your mother proud.
Trishy, I don't really pretend I'm not going to try to make your life a living hell. For the five minutes or so you're in the ring with me, I intend to beat you, batter you until you're screaming for me to stop. Will I? Hell no. I'll continue until I'm disqualified, or until you, yourself are dead. I have marked you for death, it is now inevitable. I might not be able to finish my little deed today, but to be sure I will come for you to end it. Don't believe me? Just wait and see.
We, as competitors, have come together to battle in a 'pots and pans' match. What does this particular thing mean? That means whatever kitchen utensil we can find, can be used on each other. What do you plan to use on me, Trish? I'm quite curious. Per se would you use.. a cookie sheet? A frying pan? Let's get creative here. I've never exactly done anything like this before, but I'm sure I can think of something. For instance, would I use a knife on you? One of those large butcher knives used to cut meat up, preferably. Yes, that might be interesting afterwards. Perhaps, after the match, after you're all unconcious and whatnot, I'll delicately trace the sharp end of the knife along your throat. Even then, I just might slip up, and press hard down into it. Oh, wouldn't that be a lovely sight to see? All of your precious blood seeping away from the cut at your neck, your life energy slowly slipping away. What would you do then? Try to stop the bleeding by pressing your fingers to your wound? What if it be you accidentally asphyxiate yourself? That wouldn't be any fun for me. But afterwards, I might just chop up your body and toss it at the various people in the crowd to be ingested later. Wouldn't that be fun? I certainly think so, but I wouldn't let it happen to me. Wofur halten Sie Mich?
Time is drawing in for a close on the both of us, Miss Stratus. During this time, we will both know how we will fare against each other. Will you fall to me? Will I fall to you? Hmm, I guess neither one of us will be able to predict this kind of outcome. Regardless, I do wish you luck. This should be rather fun, don't you think?

..((Lucy looks over at Michael, then smiles slightly. He blinks, then turns to the camera))..

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Interesting, to say the least. Well this has been Michael Cole for the HWE, thank you Lucy for having this constructive little interview with me.

[-x "Confused One" Lucy x-]
You're welcome. I'm glad I came, this has been quite relieving.

[-x "Don't Call Me Gay" Michael Cole x-]
Will Lucy triumph over Trish Stratus at Retribution? Only time will tell. Tune in on Saturday to find the answer! Fade out!

..((The scene fades to black as Lucy places her fingers to her lips, and blows a kiss off of them))..