"W-wait, just hold on a second!" You suddenly blurt out at Alexa, pulling her back so that she turns around, directly facing you.
"What is it, honey?" The gorgeous blonde wrestler replies, her eyes shining with seduction. "You wanna little taste here first? Hey, I'm not that kinda girl!" She pouts at you, though you know she is teasing you.
"It's just... I need to check...is this for real? I mean, I've just come to a WWE show, got backstage straight away...met you....and you want to, well you know...!"
She sighs a little impatiently. "Hey, guy - there are plenty of other jocks that who would beg me to have a little bit of Bliss! Just accept and enjoy the fact that it's your lucky day..."
Yet, you can't get rid of the image in your mind of Destiny screaming, while struggling with the security guards. The goth was so adamant about Goddess Sasha's powers...this can't be real - surely?! The more you think logically about it, the more you start to realise - this is a trick! You also feel a surge of guilt, having abandoned your potential protector, even if she did put that image in your head of sucking Goddess Sasha's toes and enjoying it...
"HEY!" Alexa is now glaring at you, still beautiful but a certain deadliness to her. It's clear she's used to getting her own way - in and out of the ring! "You're starting to piss me off! Come with me NOW, or I'm gonna start getting tetchy!"
"It's er, don't take it personal...I..." You begin backing away from the blonde, having made up your mind that this can't be real. Going with Alexa would mean submitting to Goddess Sasha; you have to fight that fraud and NOT end up her pathetic slave!
"That's it," Alexa says, exasperated, looking around her and starting to bark orders. "Take this guy to the ring! Tell Stephanie McMahon that it's a surprise from Alexa - one arrogant, cocky jerk thinks that he's stronger and better than any other women! Let's see how he fares in the ring!" There is a general cheer from everyone in the backstage area as you're promptly picked up by several security members and WWE personnel and dumped roughly in a dressing room right by the ring.
"Hey!" You yell out angrily. "You can't do this to me!" Then you realise it - if this is all controlled by Goddess Sasha, then anything can happen! Before you know it, you're being whisked towards the ring and pushed forward to the entrance ramp, where a shower of boos from WWE fans meets you.
Alexa is already in the ring. "Here he is everyone - the man who told me that he was tougher and stronger than any woman! He said to me backstage that I was just a "Diva", and that I should "Be a valet instead of trying to wrestle!" What a jerk!" She cries out triumphantly, which causes more boos and insults to be hurled your way. This is so unfair - you said nothing of the sort! Turning back behind you, the scary security guards make it crystal clear that you have one destination to head to - the ring!
"So, my adoring fans..." Alexa soaks up a mixture of applause and jeers. Even though she is a 'heel' - a villain - the crowd generally give her a smattering of support as well as hostility, as she is so charismatic. Due to the current circumstances, they seem to be more favourable towards her than ever, and that's despite being 'the bad guy'! Compared to how's she portrayed you, she's the one to root for!
"Right, you arrogant jerk..." Little Miss Bliss states. "I've cleared this with Steph backstage. She's agreed that you get the chance to put your money where your mouth is. "Now you could fight me, but I'm sadly injured..." The crowd boo vehemently at this. "However.... Five Feet Of Fury here is gonna see what sort of man you are. You can either fight me, knowing I'm injured, or, or you can face a mystery opponent..."
Your feelings towards Alexa Bliss are starting to distort. Whether this really is a trick from Goddess Sasha or not, you can't help but feel resentful and full of loathing towards this beautiful but manipulative woman. She's turned the crowd against you, forced you into this position...what do you do?