...$.$.$...Stephanie McMahon Helmsley | The Billion Dollar Princess...$.$.$...

Can you believe what he did to me, Hunter? I can't believe the nerve in him! Total humiliation! I - I - Ugh! You better take care of him at Confrontation, Hunter! He needs to be dealt with.

...<^>...The Game | Triple H | The Cerebral Assassin...<^>...

Shhh... Calm down. You're attention needs to be on your match with Torrie, so you can get your Title, babe. Just leave Austin to me, I got everything under control.

...$.$.$...Stephanie McMahon Helmsley | The Billion Dollar Princess...$.$.$...

Alright, Hunter, I'll trust you. It's just that... Ugh, he makes me so mad! And that Torrie slut doesn't make anything better! I'm... I'm going to the ring! You coming?

...<^>...The Game | Triple H | The Cerebral Assassin...<^>...

Nah, I'm just gonna stay back here, I don't have anything to say.

...$.$.$...Stephanie McMahon Helmsley | The Billion Dollar Princess...$.$.$...

Mmmm, okay. See you Hunter...

...<^>...The Game | Triple H | The Cerebral Assassin...<^>...

Yeh...

~The scene quickly changes to show Jim Ross and King at the announcers table.~

...::...Good 'Ole Jim Ross...::...

God, do we really have to be put through the torment of listening to this Jezebel talk trash about nothing important.

...<>...Jerry "The King" Lawler...<>...

I'm sure that Daddys Lil' Girl has tons of important things to say. Like stuff about Austin, and Torrie! But speaking of Torrie, I think she has opened up a bigger feud then I imagined possible. Stephanie doesn't look happy after that ridiculous and stupid stunt Austin pulled. And with those insults from Torrie, well things aren't looking up for either one of those people...

...::...Good 'Ole Jim Ross...::...

Well I have a feeling that this feud with Torrie, and this feud with Austin won't go away any time soon.

...<>...Jerry "The King" Lawler...<>...

You're right about that!

~Suddenly "Feel so Numb" begins to blare over the PA System. The fans rise to their feet and begin to boo as Stephanie McMahon Helmsley appears at the top of the ramp. She crosses her arms over her abdomen, and glares at the booing fans.~

~*~.~*~.~*~Lillian Garcia~*~.~*~.~*~

Making her way down to the ring... From Greenwich, Connecticut... She's Stephanie McMahon Helmsley!

~Stephanie struts down the ramp, not lookng at the booing fans, but keeping her eyes on the ring. She climbs up the steel steps and gets into the ring, bending over in between the bottom and middle ropes. She poses at the side of the ring, her arms stretched over the top rope, smiling smugly at the fans, as flashes from their camera's go off. She then poses on the other side of the ring, the same way. After a moment, she grabs a mic from Lillian. She paces the ring and then stops at the center of it, her music dies down, and so do the fans.~

...$.$.$...Stephanie McMahon Helmsley | The Billion Dollar Princess...$.$.$...

Well, thankyou for the little respect you have shown me, by shutting your mouths! But before you get into a booing spree on me, at least wait for me to do something to be bood for! Now I'm out here for two reasons, and two reasons only. One of those being that Jackass, Austin, and that blonde brat, Torrie Wilson. Okay, first off, Austin. Either you're stupid, or your blind, or hey maybe both, but do I look like Trailor Park Trash? My Daddy is the Owner of the WWE, so trust me if anything, I don't come from a Trailor Park! However, you... You look like you'd fit right in, you wife beating jerk! Honestly, you think you can come out here and insult me with justification? No you can't! I may be a bitch, Austin, but you're the one who hit your wife... How much of a bitch does that make you? I'm as fake as my chest, eh? Well, tell you what, Austin. You're as fake as that "thing" in your pants... Oh wait, no, there's nothing down there! Except for your rolled up pair of tube socks. Austin, my husband, Hunter, is without a doubt one of the best male Superstars in all of Sports Entertainment! You... Are not. So Austin, when you and Hunter meet up in the ring, just be careful. Cuz he's not the only one you have to worry about, now. You may have humiliated me, but take a note... McMahona always get revenge! And if that revenge is keeping you from gettng the Title, then so be it. I'll see you at Confrontation, you can bet on it.

Now there's someone els eon my mind. A certain Torrie Wilson. You knoe Torrie, girls in your posititon should respect your betters. And oh, Torrie, I am your better! You will once gaain dominate Torrie? Once again? How can you dominate again, if you've never been dominate before? Torrie, I am, and always will be the Dominate Female of all of Sports Entertainment! And there's nothing you or your missing brain cells can do about it. You, stronger? You better? No, Tor, I don't think so. Stronger, I just might allow you to get away with that. But, better? Oh no, Torrie, you really don't know what you're talking about when you say that. However, you did know what you were talking about when you called me a bitch. Yes, Torrie, I am a bitch, and yeh, I am proud of it! But at least I'm not an ex-beulimac blonde ho! Cuz, hun, that's all that you are. You never were dominate, and with me around, you never will be! That's just a lesson you're gonna have to learn, the hardy way. Like when I beat your little blonde butt down tot he canvas, and pin you for the one, two, three! But speaking of our match, it seems to me you wanted it changed to an Evening Gown match. Well, sorry, Tor, but that's not gona happen. No, this is going to be a straight up wrestling match. You do know what that is, don't you? I mean, almost eveyr match you've been in in the WWE was a bra and panties, and bikini contests, things like that. Are those the only matches you can win? Well, those stipulations do suit your... Personality, as a ho. But, I'm sorry, I don't share that with you. I can throw a punch, the question is can you do anything but a slap? Just remember who was the Womens Champion for almost five months... You, have had it zero. And with me around you'll only ever have the Title zero days, zero hours, and zero minutes! Hmm... Yeah, Torrie. Come to think of it, you've never beat Lita. I do remember beating Lita, well more than once. So as far as tough goes, you're not quite there. Torrie, don't make mistakes. I don't think I'm hot. I know I'm hot. And you are not! I go by this little saying, Tor... If you got it flaunt it, if you don't hide it. And hiding it, is exactly what you need to be doing. So Torrie I'll see you in the ring, at Confrontation. But after that it will be you seeing me with the Womens Title on my shoulder, and my hand raised in victory over you! I will be the first ever FWF Womens Champion. And I will be the most Dominate Female in FWF. As if there was ever any doubt. Torrie, put on your gear, and lace up your boots, because you're about to go one on one with Daddy's Lil' Girl. And Daddy's Lil' Girl always gets what she wants... and I want the Title! What doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger. I'll see you around, Tor...

~Stephanie drops the mic as "Feel so Numb" begins to blare over the PA System once again. The fans boo as she poses in the ring one last time. The scene fades and goes to a commericla brake, as Stephanie exits the ring, and heads up the ramp.~