*Post the In ring stuff here*

~~Promo~~

Matt Hardy waits in the ring for his 'Mystery opponent'

Alberto Del Rio's music played but no car came out and no Del Rio.

Matt walked into the back and stopped when he noticed Del Rio on the floor out cold. Above Del Rio was a black spider in spray paint and the crowd fell silent.

The sign was easy. Black Widow was back in black...

Promo:

You think you know me?

Edge's music played as the crowd erupted in chants of "Thank You, Edge!" and the occasional "Thank You, Mom!". He ran onto the ramp holding a microphone. Suddenly the sound of squeaking metal was heard. Edge looked up and in a split second a stage light fell to the ground,nearly hitting him, but making him stumble. The audience gasped. In the shadows, there was a professional looking figure writing something on the minitron with a marker.

SmackDown isn't dead...

(I couldn't think of anything else)

~Follow up promo~

(What happens after yours I guess and that's okay I think we have a storyline)

Jillian is seen pacing back and forth, clearly unhappy. "They almost got you Edge! They're starting to hit close to home and they know this. I know this has to be taken care of or we'll be sued and closed down. But I have an Idea. Black Widow has said that she personally will deal with this trouble maker now that she's back. What do you think?" Jillian asks Edge while in the back. "I am just slightly worried of what could happen though." She gulps and looks around.

"Me too...At this rate, I'll never make it to the commentary table....I bet it's Cole!", Adam replied, trying to wisecrack, but was still shaken. "Who do you think did it?".

(I have a feeling Jillian's about to be hit next or something)

"I don't know." Jillian frowns. "That's what worries me." She bits her lip. "Well I suggest you get to commentary, I'll have Sheamus go with you." Sheamus smiles and gestures for Edge to lead the way.

"Okay, Thanks Whitey", Edge followed.

Sheamus nodded and leads Edge away.

Jillian sighs and pulls out her phone before it starts ringing. "Uh Hello?" Jillian asks and taps her foot looking around. "No. Uh I happen to be busy right now... Call you later... Bye." Jillian sighs and looks down.

Edge sat at the commentary table. Cole gave him a death stare. Edge shuddered.

Jillian blinks and hears something. The sound of something. She feels the impact of something and blacks out. The cameraman watches in horror as the figure bolts off.

"Hey! We need some help over here!" A shout can be heard and soon there's a crowd of Paramedics.

Edge and the other commentators ran toward her. Etta Long ran out onto the ramp. Edge looked up. A figure froze on top of the TitanTron.

Ryan Took a check on the monitor and then climbed the Titantron. "Hey!" he called out to the figure.

The figure ran, dropping something.

Ryan picked it up and held it looking confused and made his way backstage. "Hey I found something. Where's Bryce?"

"She's injured and has to go to the hospital." Wade told him.

Etta ran up to Ryan.

"I heard you found something....Can I see?".

Ryan handed it over and pondered at what it was.

"Weird.... This is a photocopy of my contract....", Etta was puzzled. "Well, the first page at least".

HI!!!!!!!

(Hi)

Ryan blinked. "Odd." he muttered

"There's only a few people who know that info...", Etta shrugged. "Creepy".

"Very" Ryan agreed.

Wade paced behind the curtains and wondered exactly what to do.

(I was waiting...)

Etta stared for a moment.

"Bryce is probably out on the injured list. We should probably focus on what we should do here..."

Ryan started to nod but noticed someone. "Is that...?" he asked before Black Widow passed by them on her way to the ring. "How is she... Here?"

"What? I don't get it either...", Etta stared. "I probably should go check the matchcard....". She walked towards the Tron entrance. She saw Teddy reading it.

"Yo".

Teddy gave a big twitch before turning over.

"Oh, it's you".

"Okaay, Why are you here?", Etta asked.

"Nothing".

Black widow's cape fluttered behind her and she scowled.

Ester stodded her. "Jillian! Get to a hospital." "No." she said and frowned before walking past Ester. "I have a match and I won't stop wrestling, no matter how injured, until I die." she called over her shoulder and continued.

"Anyone have a wrench...", Teddy asked.

"Why do you need a wrench?", Etta asked.

"I need to loosen something, whaddya think?".

"Nope. I think someone has a screw loose." Ester scowled pointedly at the back of Black Widow's retreating back.

"He can't touch her! It's her company." Ester pointed out. "But if I know Widow, Not Jillian, than she'll keep fighting until she's dead. Literally." Ester gulped.

Ryan walked over with a frown. "What'd ya mean?"

"Jillian, when she's in costume, isn't fully Jillian anymore. It's like, a switch, the costume is. When it's on, Jill's Black Widow. Otherwise she's Jillian. Sometimes it's very scary."

"I'm not saying he'll ever do anything to hurt her, but we still dont know who's doing this....We need to protect her, but it's hard to protect someone when she overrules you", Etta replied.

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