The energy backstage at WrestleMania felt unreal.
Electric.
Every hallway buzzed with movement—camera crews rushing past, wrestlers warming up, producers yelling into headsets while thousands upon thousands of fans screamed from inside the stadium.
Inside his office, Triple H stood with his arms crossed, watching Skye adjust the sleeves of her massive black fluffy coat.
The jacket nearly reached her knees.
Underneath it, she wore sleek black body-fit pants, a fitted crop top, and bright white Nike sneakers.
Her black hair was pulled back neatly, giving her a sharp, dangerous look.
Triple H smirked slightly.
“You nervous?”
Skye exhaled once.
“…A little.”
“You’ll be fine.”
She looked at him.
He nodded toward the stadium.
“Go kill it out there, girl.”
A grin spread across her face instantly.
“Always do.”
—
Outside the office—
A clap echoed.
Skye looked over.
Damian Priest stood there slowly clapping for her.
Then another.
Rey Mysterio joined in.
Then Dominik Mysterio.
Then more.
And more.
Soon—
Every wrestler lining the hallway was clapping.
Cheering.
Hyping her up.
Roman Reigns gave her a nod of respect from further down the line.
Skye blinked in surprise.
“Oh my God…”
She laughed softly as she walked between them.
“You guys are making me emotional right now.”
“GO OWN THAT STAGE!” someone yelled.
The hallway erupted louder.
—
Then—
The arena lights dropped.
The crowd exploded instantly.
The giant screen lit up.
Standing center stage was legendary announcer Samantha Irvin.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN…”
The stadium roared.
“PLEASE WELCOME…”
A pause.
“YOUR HOST FOR WRESTLEMANIA…”
The beat dropped violently.
Heavy bass thundered through the arena.
The opening instrumental of Skye and 6ix9ine’s newly released viral diss anthem—
“VENOM TALK”
The crowd LOST THEIR MINDS.
“SKYYYYYYYYE!”
She burst onto the stage laughing wildly as fireworks exploded around her.
“WHAT UP, LA?!” she screamed into the mic.
The roar that answered her shook the stadium.
Then suddenly—
6ix9ine ran onto the stage beside her.
“YO!” he yelled. “WE ABOUT TO SHUT THIS WHOLE PLACE DOWN!”
The audience screamed louder.
Both of them sprinted toward the ring together as the beat intensified.
And then—
Skye grabbed the mic first.
Skye:
Talk real loud online, but in person y’all nervous,
Fake kings wearing chains but your talent ain’t worth it,
Everybody wanna flex till the truth hit the surface,
Whole career built fast but your music ain’t lasting.
Y’all chasing clout while I’m building empires,
Every verse flames, every stage catch fire,
You copy the image but the real one inspire,
I don’t throw shots—I reload and get higher.
The crowd screamed every lyric back at her.
LOUD.
WILD.
Perfect.
6ix9ine jumped in immediately.
6ix9ine:
Everybody gangster till the lights get bright,
Then they freeze up quick when it’s time to fight,
Internet talking but your streams too light,
I got more noise in a random livestream night.
You fake tough guys really killing me slowly,
Tryna throw dirt but you still below me,
Whole squad loud and we moving like chaos,
Say my name once, now your whole career folded.
“OOOOOOOOH!”
The entire stadium shook.
Fans were jumping, screaming, rapping every word with them.
Skye laughed breathlessly and spun toward the crowd again.
Skye:
I don’t need gimmicks, don’t need fake attention,
Still top charts every single mention,
Everybody mad ‘cause I broke their expectations,
Now I walk in rooms causing whole conversations.
You a background noise, I’m the whole damn speaker,
You talk cheap online, I make stadiums scream louder,
I built this pressure brick by brick, no shortcuts,
Now the whole world know my name when the verse cut.
The crowd ERUPTED.
6ix9ine pointed toward her dramatically.
“SHE TOO CRAZY!”
Then both of them attacked the final hook together—
Skye & 6ix9ine:
We don’t move quiet, we don’t play pretend,
Whole squad dangerous from beginning to end,
Pressure too loud, now the whole world bend,
VENOM TALK LIVE—YEAH WE SETTING THE TREND.
Too much fire every time we arrive,
Whole arena shaking when we coming alive,
Hands up high if you ready tonight,
WRESTLEMANIA TURNING INTO PURE CHAOS TONIGHT!
The audience practically exploded.
Fans chanting.
Rapping.
Screaming.
Cameras flashing nonstop.
At one point, Skye pulled out her phone and started livestreaming right there in the ring.
“Y’ALL SAY HI TO MY LIVE!”
The livestream comments flooded instantly.
🔥🔥🔥
THIS IS INSANE
SKYE OWNS WWE
VENOM TALK GOING #1
She laughed wildly and turned the phone around to show the screaming stadium behind her before diving right back into the performance.
For one perfect moment—
Nothing existed except energy.
Power.
Music.
And the feeling that Skye O’Hare owned the world.
—
But somewhere in the crowd…
Hidden among thousands of screaming fans…
One pair of eyes watched her differently.
Not with admiration.
Not with excitement.
But obsession.
And as everyone screamed her name—
He whispered softly to himself:
“Mine.”