Wrestle Maniac

You are a reigning champion in your wrestling fraternity and there has been quite sometime since you have had some really good competition. There has never been anyone, any guy rather, who has been able to dethrone you from the top spot since you dethroned Chyna to become the reigning champion. She has been the only person ever to defeat you, that two twice. Her sheer strength along with those testicular claws meant, you had nowhere to go but under her feet. Although you hate losing you really miss those days.

You are returning back home from the gym, when suddenly you realize, someone is following you. You love street fights, and the idea of kicking the ass of more than one person just shoots your adrenaline up. You purposefully get into an ally with a dead end and wait for your prey. A hooded figure walks in alone and proceeds towards you. "You fool" you call out loudly, as a last warning to the perpetrator.

The "fool" walks in straight at you and lands a sudden punch in your face and wraps your head with the arms in a hold. You use a heavy elbow on the "fool's" abdomen and before you could hit the second blow, you feel an excruciating pain in your balls. You know this grip very well, she has grown stronger in these years it seems, and before you could do much, the grip tightens and you pass out.

Inspite low light and fading vision you can make out the face of your nemesis, CHYNA.