|A Motor City Machine Life: New Beginnings
Author: x.Cult Of Personality.x PM
After WM 28, the Motorcity Machine Guns have continued taking the WWE and the tag team division by storm. The Raw GM, on the other hand, is not pleased with this at all. With the help of his new stable, he plans to ruin them for good. Alex Shelley/AJ Lee/Chris Sabin/Mickie James.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Alex Shelley & Chris Sabin - Chapters: 152 - Words: 345,068 - Reviews: 335 - Favs: 20 - Follows: 17 - Updated: 03-15-13 - Published: 05-02-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8080835
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AN: I've been itching to make this after the last story, A Motor City Machine Life, so here ya go. Since this is the sequel, ya might have to read the first story in order to get this one. But I'm sure you already knew that. Hope this is to your liking! And I'm especially dedicating this one to the awesome 450AirBourne! Hope you enjoy it!
A Motor City Machine Life - New Beginnings
A few months later, after the end of all the previous events that occurred, the Executive Vice President of Talent Relations and now PERMANENT General Manager of Monday Night Raw, Mr. John Laurinitis, was released from prison for all of the crimes and misdemeanors that he and his cohorts had planned to make the Guns' lives a living hell ever since their debut. Not only him, but his lackeys Dolph Ziggler and Jack Swagger were released from jail only a few days after their incarceration, and joining the group once again was the bodyguard and muscles of the group, Dave Batista, and best friends, Beth Phoenix and Natalya, also known as the Divas of Destruction. Although at this point, they really weren't as close as they were before. Beth had seemed to go her own way on her quest for dominance, and Nattie was beginning to believe that she was becoming an afterthought. She let it go for now. Now after the group's huge loss at Wrestlemania 28, one would think that these people wouldn't dream of teaming up again. Well...thanks to Johnny Ace, they were reunited once again with only one thing on all of their minds - revenge.
Now, the group all gathered together in Johnny's office for a meeting.
"Ok, now I'm guessing that you all want to know why I called this meeting." the GM announced.
"Please, don't tell us that we have to pull together once again, because the last time that happened, we got HUMILIATED by those Guns and their little girlfriends at the last Wrestlemania!" Dolph snapped. "And after all this time, they're STILL carrying around those tag team belts. They should be OURS! It's not fair, WE are the Future-"
Jack calmed him down. "Remember, your doctor told you not to go into these fits of rage! You want your blood pressure to head into the danger zone again?"
The bleach blonde crossed his arms. "No."
"Well, that is exactly why I called this meeting. Those Motor City Machine Guns have absolutely no business holding those titles and taking them away from more deserving champs like you. We had a surefire plan to rid them for good, and they found a way to beat us. Well, not this time. Coffee, Otunga?" he called to his lackey standing beside him.
He shrugged, took another sip of his mocha-frappachino, and handed him another thermos of coffee.
"Thank you. Now that I am the permanent GM of both Raw and Smackdown, there are going to be some changes around here. Big changes." he continued.
"Changes to benefit us, I hope." spoke up Beth. "I was lucky enough-no, I don't need luck. I was dominant enough to win back my Diva's championship from Punk's shiny new girlfriend Britani Knight, but Nattie and I STILL need those Diva tag team belts, too."
"That's right. Do you have a way that we can regain them back from those Barbies, Mickie James and AJ Lee?" asked Nattie.
Ace pondered for a moment. "I'll think of a way. But don't worry, I will still guarantee you both a title shot in the very near future."
"Yo, what about me?" Dave asked, raising his hand. "I've been working for you people for over a year, and what have I got to show for it?"
"A big, fat check, that's what." Dolph stated.
"Aside from that! You guys get all the gold, and what do I get? Nothing! Mr. L, I'm not begging you, I'm telling you. I want a title shot and I want it now." the muscular superstar announced, leaning over the desk and about 5 inches from Ace's face.
"Ok, ok, calm down, Davey. I agree, you do deserve a title shot. Question is - which one are you aiming for?"
He smirked and then saw CM Punk walking down the hall with his title proudly slung over his shoulder. "That's easy. I want to destroy Punk and take that WWE Championship from him."
"Yeah! Ok!" the others clapped for him.
"This would be good for us, Johnny." Dolph agreed. "Think about it. Jack and I being the tag champs, Beth and Nattie being the Divas' tag champs, Beth already holding the Diva's championship, and now imagine Dave topping it all off by carrying one of the top Championships in this entire company! We will literally be the most unstoppable force in the WWE today."
Ace pondered again before nodding. "I like what I hear. I'll see to it that this happens, but you all have to remember our ultimate goal. To make sure that the Machine Guns and their little girlfriends are never to be seen here again. Remember, they're our biggest threat."
They all nodded along.
"So when does the plan start, sir?" asked Nattie.
"Oh, right when-" he stopped. They all turned around to find Eve Torres lightly knocking on the door. "Can I come in?"
"Oh, Eve! Sure, sure, come on in!" he exclaimed. "So to what do I owe the honor of this visit?"
She ignored Dolph, Jack, and Dave eying her down like a piece of meat and Natalya glaring at her, before saying, "I just wanted to tell you how happy I am that you were able to become the GM for both shows. I have total confidence that you'll make some wonderful and beneficial changes around here."
Nattie rolled her eyes.
"Well, thank you, darling. I promise that I'll try and do my best around here."
The Latina looked around at the others, who were still staring at her, and continued, "And I have the utmost faith in you, sir. Y'see, I admire you. You've been through the hardships of being locked in prison for months at a time, and once you're released, you do the noble thing and choose to help us and this show by doing what you do best - Being Mr. Excitement!" she continued.
"Oh, please." Nattie muttered.
"Well, Eve, I can't thank you enough for your kind words." Ace replied.
"It's no problem. Well, better be on my way now." she said, heading off. "Oh, and one more thing - let's all give a big hooray for people power!"
Johnny was the only one who clapped, before Dolph, Jack, Dave, and Beth slowly joined in.
"Damn, I need to get her in bed." Dave smirked.
"Eve, you can stop by here...anytime!" Ace smiled.
She smiled back and headed out.
"Y'know, I'm really liking her new attitude. She's acting less and less like a Barbie every day." Beth announced.
Natalya, on the other hand, just shrugged. "What's the big deal, she's nothing special."
Meanwhile, out in the ring, the Machine Guns were just finishing up another match. With them still being the champs ever since they won the belts at Wrestlemania 28, they were literally unstoppable and were having the time of their lives. Chris held Epico in a reverse standing headlock, and the crowd went wild while Alex stood over the top turnbuckle and signaled to the fans, before leaping off and landing right over Epico's body. He rolled out of the way, allowing Chris to get the cover. The ref counted, "1...2...3!"
The fans, as usual, went crazy for their favorites as they grabbed their title belts and stood on both turnbuckles, sharing their win with the crowd.
"Here are your winners, the WWE tag team champions, Alex Shelley and Chris Sabin, the Motor City Machine Guns!" announced Lillian Garcia.
"MCMG! MCMG! MCMG!" the fans chanted along. After slapping a few of their hands, they soon ended up backstage, when Alex said first, "Ah, another day, another victory. Isn't life swell, Sabin?"
He looked at his title and then saw their girlfriends approaching them. "Indeed it is, Shelley. And I think life just got even more swell. Hello, ladies." Chris announced, giving his girlfriend Mickie James a kiss.
"Hello, boys." the Country Diva smiled back. "Awesome work out there as usual!"
Alex's girlfriend, AJ Lee smiled along and kissed him. "I second that. You two never cease to amaze me." she agreed.
"Aw, stop babe." the Detroit native replied, wrapping his arms around the tiny Diva. "We aim to please, and with all of us carrying these championships around our waists, nobody can hold a candle to us!"
"That's absolutely right, my friend. So since we're all finished for tonight, how about us guys get showered up first and then we can all head out to the bar to hang out?" suggested Chris.
"Sounds good, we can have a Bud Light drinking contest, in which I'll win." Mickie announced, walking ahead.
"Nooo, the last time was a fluke! I technically won the last time!" he argued, running after her.
"You chucked and you know it." she called back.
"Aw, come on, do you have to use the word 'chucked'?" he whined. Alex rolled his eyes at this and AJ just laughed along. While they walked ahead, they caught the current WWE Champ CM Punk and his girlfriend, the new British Diva, Britani Knight, making out in the hall.
"Hey, keep it in a closet somewhere, all right?" announced Alex.
"Oh, who asked you?" Punk smirked. "We can make out wherever we damn well please."
"I'll say." the British Diva agreed. "Great work on your matches, Guns!"
"Thanks!" the four replied.
"And don't worry, Britani, I'm sure that you'll get your rematch against Beth for the Diva's title soon enough." AJ told her friend.
"I hope so. But with that bloody chap, Laurinitis back in power, I just have a bad feeling that I'll get screwed over."
"I can't even believe that he's out of jail and STILL managed to keep his job." replied Alex. "I just hope that he doesn't put us through the same nightmare that he put us through last time."
"Eh, I don't mean to be a downer, but that's pretty much a given. I mean, look what happened to me a few weeks ago. Ace made me defend my title against Mark Henry, right after that, ol Johnny comes out and says that there's some kind of 'Natural Disaster' headed my way, and lo and behold, Jericho comes out and clocks me in the back of the head with a goddamned bottle of Jack Daniels! I'm still feeling the effects of it, man."
Britani soothingly rubbed the back of his head. "Oh, my poor Punkers. If that Ace wasn't my boss, I'd give him a good arse kicking."
"Hey, I'd hold him down for ya, babe." he chuckled. "But I'll try my hardest not to let him interfere in your title rematch."
"Aw, always looking out for me. Another reason why I love you so much." the British Diva replied.
"I love ya just as much, babe." the WWE Champ agreed, wrapping her in another kiss.
"Ah, young love." Chris announced. "Well, I mean she's young, being 20 and all, but Punk you're like, 33-34 now, so I wouldn't count that as young-"
"Hey, do you want me to knock you upside the head with this belt?" Punk demanded.
"No." he said, quickly shaking his head.
"Ok, before Chris says anything else that'll land him in another coma, we're about to head out in a little bit. You guys want to come with?" asked Alex.
"Mm, thanks for the offer, but we actually have other business to attend to. Isn't that right, Punkers?" asked Britani, kissing that sweet spot on his neck.
He chuckled. "Oh, yes, we'll be very, very busy. We'll catch you guys later, though!"
"Ok, kids, you have fun!" Alex called back.
As they strolled down the hall, Eve walked past them, ignoring AJ and Mickie, but saying a quick, "Hello." to Alex and Chris. The thing was, she purposely brushed against Shelley's arm and sent a small wink his way. Luckily, AJ didn't see this, and Alex decided to just brush it off.
"Whatever, she's still the company's resident ho." Mickie announced, before the gang laughed in agreement.
Eve, meanwhile, heard Mickie's comment and sent a look towards the group. Uh oh. She wasn't going to be talked about behind her back without a fight.
"H-Hey, Eve, how's it going?" Zack Ryder announced, joining her.
She refused to acknowledge him and instead replied, "Get lost, I don't have time for you right now." before storming off.
A little later, the Guns headed to the nearest bar, where they chatted over some drinks. Now, Chris and Alex were in the middle of a chugging contest.
"GO, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO, GO!" Mickie cheered for Chris, while AJ cheered for Alex.
The two were neck and neck, but soon enough, they both slammed down their bottles at the same time.
"I WIN!" announced Alex.
"The hell you did, I won!" Chris argued. "I placed my glass down a second before you did! Right, Mickie?"
"Hmm, pretty hard to tell, actually. Let's just leave it as a tie, then everyone wins!" she smiled.
"No! No ties, ok, we need to have a clear winner. I say we have a rematch. You on, Shelley?" asked Sabin.
"Look, you're just all pissed off because you got beat by Mickie the last time, you got beat by me today, and I'm sure that even AJ could beat you, too. So you fail." he replied. Then, his leg was kicked from underneath the table. "OW! What the hell was that for, bunghole?"
Chris smirked. "Y'know, sometimes you talk just a little too much." he answered.
"So what, you gotta resort to violence now?" Alex demanded.
AJ decided to calm him down by massaging his shoulders. "I-Ooh, baby...that's the spot." he calmed down.
"Good. I don't want to see my Shelleykins in such an angry state of mind while he's the champion." the tiny Diva smiled. "But even without that belt, you're still my champ."
"And that goes for you too, April." he agreed. "You always know the right thing to say or do to make me feel like I'm on cloud 9. Can you believe that we've been together for nearly a year already?"
She sighed happily and wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling into his shoulder. "Nope, and these few months came and went so fast, so it feels like we only met yesterday, but at the same time, it feels like we've known each other forever."
"Well, forever isn't nearly long enough for me to love you." he smiled, sitting her onto his lap.
"Oh, Alex..." she began, blushing. "I'm going to need way more than forever to love you. Maybe an eternity, I dunno."
"Yeah, we'll debate over it later, let's just kiss now instead."
"Okay!" she agreed, locking her lips with his.
"Ok, people, let's keep it PG, I'm sure there are kids around here and they don't need to be exposed to any of this smut!" Chris exclaimed.
Mickie laughed. "Why would there be kids at a bar?"
"I dunno. Maybe some 13 year olds made fake IDs and somehow managed to make it in here! I tried that once."
"And what?" she asked.
"And I was thrown in jail for 8 hours with some thugs that I swore I once saw on America's Most Wanted." he replied, shaking his head.
The Country Diva laughed. "My God, you were such a naughty kid! I wish I was around with you back then to steer you straight! Maybe then you wouldn't have had to see the inside of so many jail cells."
He laughed in reply. "That is true, Sweet Mickie. I honestly don't know where the hell I'd be without you to hold me down. Plus, I've never been more in love with anyone as amazing as you, beaufitul."
She smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. "Oh, Chrismeister, I'm so thankful everyday that I met you. You're just my rock, and I love you so much." she replied, before they were the next to share an immensely passionate kiss.
"Hey, keep it civil, kids might be watching!" Alex called, mocking him.
"Oh, shut up!" he snapped. "I'm busy."
Soon after that, though, Mickie felt her phone vibrating.
"Who's that?" asked Chris.
"I dunno, let me see. Oh, cool, I got a text from Velvet Sky! I wonder what she wants."
"Cool, tell her we said hi!" exclaimed AJ.
"Oh." Chris groaned. "What does that she-devil want? She calling to harass me again?"
As you can see, Chris and Velvet really aren't the best of friends. In fact, they can't stand one another. Long story short, they used to date when he was still in TNA, they later began accusing each other of cheating, and then came the long and painful breakup. Things have been pretty rocky ever since.
Mickie read over the text. "Oh, no."
"What's going on?" asked Alex.
"She says that she got a bad leg injury during a match in Impact, and that she'll be out of action for at least 8 months." she announced.
"Oh my God, poor Velvet!" AJ exclaimed. "Injuries are the worst."
"Yeah, no joke. How's she taking it?" asked Shelley.
"She says that she's really bummed about it, but she since she has free time now...she wants to travel around with us." she said, surprised.
Chris looked up and nearly knocked over his drink. "...What?" he demanded. "Why?"
"I don't know why, babe, she just says that she's thinking about spending some time with us during her recovery." Mickie replied.
"But come on! She knows how hectic our schedule is, and won't excessive travel only slow down her recovery?" Sabin demanded.
"Holy crud, dude, why are you freaking out so much? I mean, I know you can't stand Velvet, but I don't see anything wrong with her joining us for a little while. It'll give her a chance to be included into the group at least." announced Alex.
"But wait, won't she be in trouble for traveling with us since she's with TNA?" asked AJ.
"Nah, I doubt it." replied Alex. "What could go wrong?"
"I just don't think this is a good idea." Chris shook his head. "Her being here is only gonna spell trouble."
"Oh, Velvet just texted something else. 'If Chris is complaining about me coming with you guys, then tell him that I'll use my good leg to kick his ass.' End quote." Mickie read. "Ooh."
"SEE?" Chris demanded, downing a few more drinks. "I need to get seriously drunk right now."
His friends couldn't help but to laugh.
"You wussy." Alex chuckled.