Femme Fetale

Brock bounced back and forth behind the curtain, as Stacy stood behind him. Butterflies flew trough her stomach as anticipation took over her body. She was about to make her debut as Brock's manager, when Stephanie suddenly approached them.

"Stacy's not making her debut tonight." Stephanie informed them.

"What?" Brock questioned cocking an eyebrow

"What are you talking about?" Stacy asked with a bit of fear.

"I've changed my mind. I think it's better to let her debut after Wrestlemania." Stephanie explained

"Ok, so after Wrestlemania." Stacy agreed with a nod as Stephanie walked away.

"So, your gonna be introduced after Wrestemania? You better be worth all the hassle Keibler." Brock warned as he walked through the curtain. He really didn't want to be making a mistake by hiring her. She felt a huge not in her stomach. She thought she was gonna be sick. What if she wasn't as good as she thought she was? What if she was just over confident and it got her into trouble? What if she disappointed him, or herself? What if she just made things worse? No, she had to keep positive. She would make her debut after WrestleMania and be great.

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Wrestemania came and it was an explosive night. That night Brock proved he was in no need of an agent. He pulled out an amazing performance and came out the new WWE champion. He and Kurt Angle went through hell in that match and both men came out with injuries, yet also a new found respect for each other. Now, the time was drawing closer. Stacy had her work cut out for her, especially since Brock didn't even really need her, she had to work extra hard to prove herself. If he decided she was useless, she knew Steph wouldn't keep her around. With Brock being the new Champion, that meant power, and it also gave them a slight advantage. But Paul Heyman was incredibly intelligent and he already managed Team Angle, Kurt Angle, Big Show, and the A-Train. With that many wrestlers on one side, it would be hard to match up with, she also couldn't forget about how crafty Paul Heyman could be. He didn't get so much power because of his looks. Stacy oiled up her legs. Brock didn't have a match tonight, but she was still going to be making her debut. She had to be careful when she went out to the ring with Test, but now she had to be extra careful. Brock may have been very talented and strong, but violence surrounded him, and she knew she couldn't always count on him to save her. Another person she had top worry about was John Cena. He tried to help Kurt sabotage Brock before Wrestlemania. He had a boiling hatred for her client that seemed to be growing by the day. Brock came up from behind her still a bit dazed from the aftermath of Wrestlemania. He wasn't completely 100% on his game, but he hadn't been at Wrestlemania either. His ribs had been hurt throughout the whole match. He was completely focused on tonight and her debut as his agent. He wanted to make sure everything went well. She was also focused, she had been waiting for this for a long time. She actually thought she needed to be pinched. She couldn't help but jump when he came up from behind her. He had this silent exterior that made him even more terrifying and he could easily sneak up on someone. Brock's serious tone snapped her back to reality.

"Are you ready?" Brock asked urgently. It wasn't time for her debut yet, but he wanted to make sure everything was set.

"Yeah, were gonna kick so much ass, this will be the biggest partnership the WWE has ever seen!" Stacy boasted confidently.

"You sound pretty confident, you just better hope you have a reason to be. I proved I can make it on my own. Like Stephanie said I don't need something dragging me down this early in my career. Especially something that could have been prevented by not hiring you at all. A lot of people are gonna think I'm crazy for doing this, especially when I don't need and agent. But I'm smart, and I'm thinking with my head. I think you can match wits with Paul Heyman. I can take care of Paul and his clients and any other guys who wanted to step up, but I'm not big on head games. That was always Paul's thing. I'm more into pure wrestling, but I know how Paul is and he won't just leave it at that I know how he plays the game, and that's why I decided to hire you. Not because I needed to, because I think you could be a good contribution, so don't prove me wrong, and then you'll have every right to brag, because then we will be the biggest thing in the WWE. We'll be the main reason fans tune into Smackdown, and we'll make a huge impact." Brock explained with a slight grin. He wasn't trying to scare her, but he needed to keep her on her toes. If she got comfortable, she may stop trying. "I'll see you out." He added as he walked off. She let out a nervous yet excited sigh. She was only moments away from her debut. She walked over to the nearby monitor to view the match that was taking place at the moment. There had been a series of #I contender's matches for who would be the next top face Brock for the title. So far, it wouldn't be any of Paul's clients, but there was still a chance John Cena could become the #1 contender. He helped Paul and his clients so why wouldn't Paul help him? Or, what if Paul managed him? She tried to shake to idea out of her head. Right now, Team Angle was facing the Guerros with Paul Heyman at ringside. Brock walked up next to her with his belt proudly resting on his shoulder, and slightly grunted at the sight of Heyman. She had to admit, it looked good on him, he looked like a champion. He watched intensely as Team Angle picked up the win. She had said before she hated when guys talked about nothing but wrestling, but Brock lived it. He breathed it, he drank it, he was wrestling. He was an amazing athlete and she had to appreciate his intensity. He gave her an awkward glance when he noticed she was staring at him. She hadn't even meant to, it just sort of happened. Now, she felt awkward, as if she should say something. But before she could open her mouth, she heard the obnoxious voice of a weasel. Paul Heyman had grabbed a microphone and was running his mouth. She could practically see the steam coming out of Brock's ears. He was easily provoked, and anything could set him off. She knew this was when her managing skills had to come in. she was his agent after all, so it was her job to make sure he didn't do anything stupid that he or someone else may regret.

"Brock, at Wrestlemania, you won a battle. You think your so great because you got back your precious title? Well, enjoy it while it last, because you won't win the war. That I promise you." Paul was saying in the middle of the ring as spit flew from his mouth. Brock became flustered as his blood boiled and he looked as if one of his veins were about to burst. He violently motioned toward the curtain to the ramp as Stacy grabbed his muscular arm. He shot a deadly look at her which nearly sent her straight into silence, but she couldn't let him intimidate her, like he did everyone else, or else she'd never earn his respect. She was his agent, so she needed to be assertive.

"Brock, don't go out there! He's trying to provoke you, can't you see that?! Don't give him what he wants! He wants to see you lose your cool, because once you do, that's when he can get you. Think of all those times you've been provoked by him or one of his clients. He always has something up his sleeve. If you go out there, your playing right into his trap." Stacy warned. Brock looked at her as if studying her. His eyes traveled up and down. He remembered when Paul warned him about things. He also remembered the reason Paul screwed him over was because he hadn't listened to the weasel. Stacy seemed to have a point.

"Ok, Stacy, we'll try it your way." Brock answered calmly. She was astounded. She expected him to rip his arm away, shove her to the ground, and go on a violent rampage of destruction. Paul Heyman continued to talk in an attempt to taunt Brock.

"No matter who you end up having to face for the title at Backlash, I promise you one thing, you will lose that title, and I am determined to make your life a living hell! No matter what it takes I will devote my every waking hour to your destruction!" Paul promised. Anger took over, and Brock couldn't wait any longer. Once again, he made his way to the curtain. Stacy grabbed his arm but this time he didn't stop, he pulled her along with him.

"Brock wait!" Stacy demanded finally breaking her hold. "As your agent I can't let you do anything stupid! He's just talking trash it doesn't mean anything, action speaks louder than words, always remember that." She reassured him.

"Exactly!" Brock agreed eager to go out to the ring.

"Which is why you shouldn't go out to the ring and pick a fight. Paul is out there talking trash because he knows it'll lure you out to the ring where you can be jumped by his clients." Stacy explained

"I'm not going out there to pick a fight, your making your debut now!" Brock answered with an aggressive smile. Her mouth dropped open but she was stunned into silent and didn't have the time to beg him to stay. She was supposed to make her debut 15 or 20 minutes from now, not now! Not in front of Paul Heyman and his clients. She swallowed hard. What was she suppose to do and say. She thought she had it all figured out when it turned out she didn't know anything. She had gotten this far and now she was making it up as she went along. It was all happening so fast. Paul slithered his way through this business like it was a chess game. Slowly killing his victim. He always knew his next move, and always knew how to get checkmate. He clung to people and used them like a leach, sucking in everything he could take from them, then leaving them when it was no longer to his benefit. She didn't know what to do, or how to compete against him. She honestly hadn't even thought of a plan yet. She just thought she would make her debut, she didn't think the war would began tonight! Brock had just walked through the curtain and now she only had seconds to come up with something.

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Brock bounced back and forth to his entrance music and walked down the ramp, stopping midway. He had a microphone in his hand and a grin on his face.

"Well, Paul, you think your so calculating, you think you have everything figured out? You know exactly what buttons to push, and just how to set me up. You think you know what's coming next? So, you think your pretty huh? Your happy with yourself?" Brock asked referring to Paul's sick smile which seemed to deepen the more Brock talked. He really only thought of Brock as another dumb jock. He thought all the Next Big Thing had was the brawn and no brain. Brock had proven him wrong so many times, but Heyman was a master at outsmarting his opponents. "So, what if I throw you a curve ball? You have a huge smile on your face. What are you so happy about Paul? That I beat your client, Kurt Angle, 1-2-3 for the World title? I have news for you Paul. News that you won't be smiling about? I've got a new agent! This agent is just as smart, conniving and manipulative as you are!" Brock began. Paul's expression became serious and he looked at Brock intently waiting for him to reveal his new agent's identity as Team Angel stood beside him.

"Here's my new agent, Stacy Keibler!" Brock announced as Stacy's entrance music came on, and she walked out. The fans were happy to see her on Smackdown, as she stood beside Brock, even though her nervousness was killing her. Paul cracked up, unable to believe this was serious, and Team Angle joined him in the laughter. Brock looked on angrily, what the hell were they laughing about?! If there was one thing that was for sure, it was that Brock hated being mocked, and laughed at. That's exactly what they were doing. They were making a joke of him, and Stacy was the walking punch line. The way Brock bounce around, and his expression showed his anger, as he huffed intensely. Stacy folded her arms and glared at them, she also felt herself becoming angry. This was all so she could be taken seriously, and make an impact, and they were laughing at her! She was more than just a beautiful blonde with great legs and she was determined to prove it.

"Stacy Keibler! This is your secret weapon!? Watch out guys, you may make the pretty little Diva mad!" Paul laughed as tears came to eyes. He couldn't take it, it was just too much. "Brock come on! I thought you learned a little while I was your agent! If this were a bikini contest, or some bra and panties match, then maybe you'd have something." He cracked up. "Oh come on! Stacy Keibler! I can't believe your actually serious! You actually think a woman, especially some dumb blonde bimbo Diva, is gonna be able to out smart me?!" He joked with a hysterical cry as Team Angle chuckled. Stacy took the mic from Brock with a dangerous look in her eyes.

"Paul, I assure you, I am not just another, dumb blonde bimbo as you so blatantly put it. I'm your worse nightmare." Stacy began angrily in a serious tone. Paul continued to crack up as she spoke.

"Worse nightmare? Maybe you were my last dirty fantasy, or my last wet dream, but I'm sorry you not my worse nightmare!" Paul laughed. Stacy looked at him in complete disgust. He was such a pervert.

"Keep dreaming because that's as close as you'll ever come to this." Stacy teased gliding her hand up one of her long legs, which the crowd seems to enjoy. Paul's face crinkled with anger. He hated it when women rejected him, mostly because it happened so often. He had hit one every Diva in the WWE, and the answer was always the same.

"See? All you have is your legs and your sex appeal! I have something you've never had and that's intelligence. I always have something up my sleeve, Stacy remember that" Paul grinned as Big Show and A-Train attacked Brock from behind. They got Brock down and Bog Show set his sights on Stacy as A-Train fought Brock. Stacy fearfully backed away as Brock maneuvered A- Train onto his shoulder and delivered the F-5. Big Show raised his hand high in the air preparing to deliver the chokeslam when Brock attacked him eventually ending the bout with another F-5. Team Angle began to get out of the ring to start their own attack on Brock when Stacy grabbed the microphone.

"Paul, here's something you shouldn't forget. My client is the Next Big Thing. You may be intelligent, and you may always have something up your sleeve, but so do I, and I'll always be one step ahead of you!" Stacy yelled. "I have only one word, Gore!" she screamed. Paul turned around in fear as Rhyno charged at him and delivered a bone crushing spear. Team Angle hurried back in the ring and attacked Rhyno, as he fought them readily, Brock ran to the ring to help Rhyno and they ended up being the only two men left standing, As Paul scurried up the ramp and stumbled in pain with the help of Team Angle, they quickly fled the building. Stacy got in the ring and proudly raised their arms in victory. It was only her first night and already she was making some waves.

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