I do not own any of the WWE wrestlers or TNA. I only own my OC's Jodie and Alexis. There will be a few more OC's appearing too. This story will contain strong language, adult themes, sex, violence and maybe drug use. Lemons will not be seperate chapters this time and there will be adult themes through out. I'm doing this story a little different to my others.
Before it all began.
I was born into a large family. In total i had 3 brothers and 4 sisters. We grew up on a farm in Texas, early mornings, bad smells and hardly any fun. I had always been bright and aced my school years, but i didn't want any old job. I wanted to be a professional
/wrestler. I had grown up watching WWE. I used to watch it religiously every week. My idol was Jeff Hardy. His daring moves, unique dress sense and his forever changing hair were just a few of the reasons he appealed to me. I was always very creative,
/i think that was why I felt a little more connected to Jeff. I would sit alone in my room, watching him fly through the air, landing crazy moves and proving his creativity had no limits. To top it off, he was drop dead gorgeous! My siblings always
/taunted me about my dream. They would tell me to be realistic and get my head out of the clouds. People looked at me as the nerdy, smart girl next door. I was far from that, and i needed to prove myself.
I was 19 when i started my training. There was a gym in our little town that taught the basics of wrestling. I signed myself up, not letting any of my family know. If they knew, they would only put me down. I used to tell them i was going to the library.
/The only person who knew, was my best friend, Jodie. She would sometimes join me, it was nice to have someone genuinely cheering me on. She really believed in me. We had been through school together and she had been there for me through everything.
/She was more like my sister than my friend.
I had been training for almost a year and a half. Each session i was showing massive improvement. My coach had entered me into several local events, along with a few out of town events. I was slowly making a name for myself in the local wrestling scene.
/My family had noticed the posts on my social media, the posters popping up through out the town and the odd occasion i would be stopped in the street and congratulated. They still didn't approve of my desicion, but they backed off a little. They saw
/it as a dead end job that was going to get me nothing i could shout about. They would rather me become a law official or a doctor, but that wasn't anything i could even consider.
By the time i had turned 21 i was one of the best local wrestlers. Jodie had been there the whole way, cheering me on and pressing me to become better. My coach had entered me into an event in New York city. It was going to be huge! The TV crew was even
/going to be there to film highlights. Little did i know, this was going to be my big break. I had gone into this event well prepared, Jodie by my side. The crowd went wild as i walked down to my theme, frozen by celldweller. The lights were flashing
/around me and the flames shot out behind as i made my way to the ring. The match went by as almost a blur. The pressure from the TV crew had got to me, causing my overdrive to kick in. I stood there in the ring, the refferee held my hand high as the
/announcer proclaimed me as the winner. The crowd was going crazy. As the realisation hit me, tears threatened to fall from my eyes. Some how i managed to keep my cool, at least until i returned to the backstage area.
All i could do was scream. I had just pulled off a major event. My knees were weak and my heart was pounding. The energy shot through my body faster than ever. It was a good job Jodie was waiting for me, she caught me just in time, as i fell to my knees.
/I remember her arms wrapping around me tight, and her face pressed against the top of my head. I couldn't believe i had just pulled that off! Little did i know, the best was yet to come.
It had been a week since i performed in New York city. The day was fairly relaxed. I had arranged to spend the day with Jodie, she was going over some of the plans she had for the weekend. I thought nothing different about the day, until my phone
rang. The number, i didn't recognise. "hello?" the phone was pressed firmly against my face, and i had a look of confusion. The voice that spoke was rough and manly "is this Alexis?" i took a big gulp before responding "yes it is. Who is this?" "i
/am Vince McMahon of the WWE. I saw your last performance and i'd like to offer you a contract." my heart started to beat fast and my eyes became wide, like saucers. I wanted to scream and shout and jump around, but i held it in. "wow! Thank you, i
/really appreciate that. I'd love to sign with the WWE" "i'll have the details emailed over to you. I hope you don't mind, but i got your details from your coach." i wanted to scream at him like a crazy little girl "i don't mind. I look forward to
/meeting everyone"
That phone call changed my life. I spent almost 2 years with the WWE. They were the best years of my life! Unfortunately i didn't get to meet Jeff, he had left right before i had debuted. I had gained so many fans through my time in the WWE. I kept my
/theme the same too, so people would recognise me. Everything was perfect. I had action figures made of me and sold so much merchandise. But my time in the WWE soon turned sour.
This is going to be more in depth, but i wanted to get a background in first. This is completely different to my other stories, but i adore Jeff Hardy as much as i adore Vincent Valentine. I will be updating all my stories regular now.