Charon was accompanied to the medical room by Alex, Alex slammed the door behind him while glaring at the doctor, it was like he was daring him not to pass Charon fit for this match but it was Alex who was in for a surprise.  As soon as the door was closed, Charon let go of his arm and straightened up, she stripped her top off and revealed a whole swathe of bandages, she looked at Alex.

“Come on, help me get these things off,”

Alex wasn't sure he should be doing this but he did, the doctor also started pulling large swathes of medical padding off different areas of her body and Alex stared in disbelief.

“You...what the hell?”

Charon grinned.

“I heal quick, the joys of being part demon and from what I can see, just a few small scars left.”

The doctor tested her flexibility, pulled her different limbs this way and that and very quickly passed her fit.  She pulled her t-shirt back over her head and looked at Alex.

“What's up chief?”

Alex’s mouth worked itself open and closed a couple of times before he managed to get any words out.

“Why all the pretending?  You could have told me there was nothing wrong with you?”

Charon chuckled.

“I know you Alex, you would have over acted it and Jones is as cunning as they come, as is Mortis, albeit slightly deranged.  I couldn't risk having you overcook it and figured if you really believed me to be severely injured, so would everyone else in that ring.”

She shrugged.  Alex nodded, he was thinking and then he grinned at the thought of regaining the Undisputed title.  He pulled the medical door open and poked his head round it to see if anyone was about.

“Right, get your ass into the changing room, get your wrestling gear on and go and kick some freaking ass!”

Charon didn't really need telling but since Alex was her boss, she virtually sprinted, it felt good and with plenty of time to spare she was stood with Alex just back from the ramp way entrance.



Alex stepped out onto the ramp way first a concerned look pasted all over his face, until Charon Death stepped through the curtains, a sly grin replaced the concerned one as Charon swung her arms freely, the limp suddenly gone and the bent stoop replaced by an upright one. Confused faces seemed to be the order of the day as the two made their way to the ring.

Charon just about bounced up the ring steps like tigger, and catapulted herself right over the top rope stopping just in front of Mortious. She glared at him, poked a finger into his chest, in fact, this was literal, she then wiped her soiled finger on his ring attire. She grinned, shortly before head butting him and then backing away. The referee stepped in to stop the two going at it before the official start. Alex took Charons jacket and very quickly vacated the ring.