Disclaimer: I do not own anyone associated to or with the WWE. Dragona aka Danilease Cobera Kyler and all the names of her moves, along with any other OC's I own. All questionable material will be labeled with a warning at the beginning and the end of the scene, if you choose to ignore this it is your choice and not my fault. Please enjoy and feel free to review.

This story is rated M for mature teen and adult viewers

- Dragona Shadows-

Character Profile:

Name: Danilease Cobera Kyler

Age: 25

Height: 5'5"

Weight: 118

Hair: Mid back Auburn, slightly curly

Eyes: Silver; Grey when sad, Black when angry

Piercing:

Lip-Right-Silver Hoop

Ears-all-black studs, silver cusps

Eye Brow-Right-Black Spikes

Nipples-Both-Silver Hoops

Tongue-Center- black metal stud

Tattoos: Dragon, head on top of R wrist wrapping up forearm, tail by elbow. Sparrow outer L wrist. Silver Dagger inner L forearm. Never Let Them Take You Alive on upper R arm with a croquette mallet through it. SEIZE THE DAY on upper L arm with field of bleeding nautical stars around it. Dragon down spine with wings open on shoulders, I WILL RISE FROM THE ASHES OF DISTRUCTION below it on lower back. Cheshire cat on R hip. Rose on left. Auk on upper chest, above cleavage. Dragona on upper stomach (above belly button) LOVE upper R knuckles, PAIN on upper L. barbwire around upper R thigh with a heart lock on the front. Cross on outer R calf with barbwire and flames around it. Heart – a – gram with tattered bat wings on lower abs.

Dave Batista rolled his shoulders trying to shake the pain of his cramped neck off. That flight had been terrible, the fight with his ex wife right before hadn't helped either. Dave readjusts his knee pads as the door bursts open to revile the "champ" himself Triple H with, of course, Ric Flair and Randy Orton in tow. "Can you believe them!" He growls throwing the bench out of his way, Dave rolls his eyes and turns to face Randy. "Whats got him all out of sorts now?" Randy smirks and closes his eyes trying not to laugh. "Not only are they making him put his title on the line tonight, but they want to add another member to Evolution." Dave's brow furrows, ok he could see Hunter being upset about his title being up, but another member would only make them stronger. "A diva member." Randy adds running his fingers through his spikes and getting a glint in his eyes that screamed mischief. "Hence the angry display of tossing things around." Dave nods under standing and heads toward the door, "Im going to check the rest of the card and talk to Biscoff." Randy nods and returns to watching Hunter as he rampages through the room, Ric trying to soothe the over arrogant champ

Winding his way through the hall Dave quickly finds the General Managers office. His eyes glance over the sheet quickly spotting his name on the list. His brow scrunches with confusion, he had and tag match vs. Gene Snitskey and JBL with someone named Dragona. "Who the hell is Dragona?" He mutters running every one on the roster through his mind. Figuring he must have just not paid attention to some of the newer people added to the roster three months ago, he shrugs turning to Biscoffs office. Voices could be heard in side, so he raises his fist and knocks before crossing his arms to wait. Footsteps approach the door and it slowly opens, Dave felt as though someone had just clothes lined him to the floor. Standing in front of him was a woman with fiery deep auburn hair and eyes that shined iridescent silver. She was clothed in a pair of black mesh pants and a black hoodie with the words HIM on the front in purple, her hair was pulled back into a pony tail and headphones blare from around her neck. The two lock eyes for an instant before she drops hers brushing past him down the hall, he turns watching her unable to stop himself. "Dave did you need something?" Biscoff asks pulling Dave out of his trance, "Oh yeah um can we talk?" Biscoff steps aside to allow Dave in, both men take a seat.

The rest of Evolution stood behind him just out of the ring, they were waiting for his partner to enter. The two across the ring glare from him to the ramp, and back to him. Suddenly the lights go dark, and red ones begin to spin and pulse. On the titrion the out line of a person fills the screen, a red masquerade mask on their face. "Beware my flame," a sultry voice, obviously feminine warns. I stand alone by Godsmack begins to blare from the speakers as the lights fall to rest on the entrance. Dave feels his patients wearing thin as he strains to see who will emerge from the back. The smoke clears to revile women clad in a pair of combat boots and black leather pants, a studded belt with two bullet ones loose on her hips, a red fishnet shirt under a black tank with a red dragon, and fingerless black gloves. As the women steps into the lights he relises its her, the red haired women from earlier. She crosses her arms over her chest hands in fists, suddenly she throws them up into the rocks sign and red pyro techniques burst out, the crowd screams and cheers as she starts to stride down the ramp. About half way she starts to front handspring pushing her self into the air to land on her feet on the apron as red flame shoots from each turnbuckle. She slides through the ropes and jumps on the turnbuckles flipping off each, the back of her shirt read DRAGONA. As her music fades she comes to stand beside a stunned Batista.

"Shall I start out?" She questions with the deep sultry voice that echoed seconds earlier from the titrion, a hint of amusement tinged her words. "If you want to," he gulps locking eyes with her. She smirks, "Well then get the hell out of my ring so I may begin with these over grown hill billys. He couldn't stop himself from chuckling lightly as he climbed out, Hunter jumps up next to him. "She's fighting with you against other men? Hopefully she doesn't bring the team down or Biscoff and I will have words." Dave rolls his eyes and turns back to the beauty in the ring. Hass was going to start things off with her. He smirks at her, "mmm sweetheart, ill try not to rough you up to bad, unless you like it that way." Daves jaw clenched so tight any harder and his teeth would of cracked as the animal with in him screamed to rip Hass to shreds. To his surprise she chuckles, "Honey the only way you could ever please me is if you're on the floor in a pool of your own blood." Her smirk grows wider, "not to mention what I heard from Vito is your severely lacking." Hass growls and lunges for her, with astounding agility and speed she spins away giving him a firm kick to the rear. Hass smashes head first into the turnbuckle, Dave winces that had to hurt. Without missing a beat she grabs him and hits a suplex showing how strong she is. That move surprised everyone, and by the look on his face Hunter was starting to form plans for this young women. The two battled back and forth for a while before she once again gained the upper hand. Dragona gave a sharp chop to his upper chest, making even Ric marvel and wince; she follows that with a strong snap DDT. Hass lays knocked out on the ground, in the background Dave could hear King say that the move was one of two finishers. Dragona quickly scales to the top turnbuckle. "It appears King that we will also get to see the other," JR adds as she holds her fists in the air and lets a scream before hitting a reverse Swanton. She rolls him up for the 1…2…3. The bell rings and I stand alone bursts out causing the crowd to roar and chant her name, Jack Doan lifts her hands in the air triumphantly as all of Evolution slides in. Dragonas music fades as Hunter picks up a microphone, "Welcome to Evolution Ms. Dragona." She gives a slight bow of her head and they all head up the ramp and out.

As soon as Dani stepped through the curtain she forces Dragona back down into her cage, the dragon retreats reluctantly. She quickly makes her way down to the locker room that Biscoff had assigned to her, "Hey, hey wait." She turns nervously to see Amy Dumas coming after her. "I just wanted to say really great match, im…" "Amy Dumas, I know Im a big fan, Im Dani." Dani says softly while blushing, Amy laughs. "I was wondering if you would like to come to the club with some of the other girls and I?" Dani hesitates, "oh come on it will be lots of fun." She pleads giving the puppy eyes, Dani gives, "Sure sounds good." Amy's face lights up, "Great meet us in the concession area in about an hour." Dani nods wondering what she just got herself into. "Well I gotta go see ya then Dani." Amy runs off and Dani heads into her room to shower, her body ached less when she climbed out. She towels off before deciding on an outfit for the night; her out fit consists of torn up jeans, a black tank top that says DON'T FUCK WITH ME! In white and black heart - a - gram adios. She tosses her hair up in a messy bun and applies black liner and shadow pulling on fishnet arm warmers. A knock comes on the door as she finishes hooking on her studded belt. "Come in," The door opens to revile Amy and Glenn. (aka Kane) "Ready to go and party girl?" Amy asks linking arms with her fellow red head. "Yeah, is anyone else coming?" Amy looks at Glenn, "Matt, Adam, John, and a few others I think." The girl's laugh, "A simple yes would have sufficed." He rolls his eyes, "Well sorry sheesh I either don't say enough or I say to much." Amy and Dani laugh as she grabs her bag and follows them down the hallway. When they arrive in the garage Dani heads straight to her 2007 Dodge Viper unlocking it and tossing her bag in. "Very nice ride," Dani's head snaps up and she spins to face Dave Batista. "Thanks, you too." She returns nodding her head to his lambo, he smiles and leans against it dressed in a black with white pinstripes suit and a white tank top underneath. "Are you going to the club with everyone else?" "Yeah, you?" She returns tilting her head slightly. He chuckles, "Well I wasn't going to, but the company seems to be improving so I just might." The words barely rolled off his tongue when she felt the blush rise to her cheeks. "Well then uh I guess ill see you there," she squeaks out before sliding in. "Yeah see you there Dragona." She looks up at him from the drivers seat, she hadn't even heard him move, but he was there hovering outside her door. "Dani, my names Dani." She shuts the door with a pounding heart and whips out of the spot tearing off down the road.

Dave couldn't believe that he had let the animal slip those words from his mouth. Dani, her name was just as cute as she was; he shakes his head at himself and climbs in the lambo taking off after her. Much to his surprise he never caught up with her, she must have been doing 100 at the least. When he pulled into the clubs parking lot he found a spot next to her viper and straightened his jacket before heading inside. All he could think about was finding the women who captivated his attention with a mere look as she ducked out of Eric Biscoffs office. The bouncers let him in with a nod of the head and the Smokey haze of fake fog and cigarette smoke hit his nose, mixing with the smell of sweat and stale alcohol. His eyes scan over the crowd looking for the red hair in the mass of dark and blond, he finally spots her at a booth with Amy, Glenn, Stacy Kiebler, and Chris Benoit. Wading through the crowd and brushing off the flirtatious looks he was receiving he makes a direct beeline for the booth.

"Dave hey good to see you actually came!" He sighs as Trish Stratus attaches to his arm pressing her chest against him. "Hi, excuse me but my friends are waiting," he shakes her off and continues on his path, she growls and stomps her foot in frustration. Finally he arrives at the booth only to find that Dani, Amy, and Stacy had gone out to dance, leaving the men to their chatting. "Hey guys," Dave sighs slumping into the booth. "Dave hey man been a while science you've come out with us," Randy says slapping him on the back. "Just felt like getting out of the hotel room for once," he says letting his eyes rest on Dani. The girls were all swaying and grinding together, Dani by far was the best of them, in his eyes anyway. "Ok I think those girls are getting a little too hot, come on guys," Chris says as Randy and Glenn shuffle out after him. Each guy gets a hold of their girls and Dani looks around at them as her shoulders fall slightly. Amy says something to her and a smile forms on her lips, but her eyes had darkened to a dull grey, and she looked so sad.

Dave stands from the booth, his heart ached to see that beautiful smile. She turns starting back towards him, but he intercepts her. "Would you like to dance?" She startles looking up at him, a smile forms on her face and her eyes lighten. "I would love to," She blushes, "I mean if you really want to." He smiles and takes her arm ushering her out to the dance floor. He spins her before pulling her into his arms; her arms find their way around his neck as his find her small waist. The song shifts to hips don't lie by Shakira, her hips automatically find the beat as she sways and rolls. "You're a very talented dancer," he compliments causing a blush to rise to her cheeks. "Thanks, your not so bad yourself," she retorts back at him. He smiles as they continue to sway with the beat.

After a long night Dave walked Dani to her car. They had talked and laughed the night away until every one else decided to leave. Dani leans back against the car staring up into Dave's eyes. She felt as though she could fall into them and gladly drown. "Well tonight was defiantly fun," He smiles brushing a lock of hair from her face. "I would defiantly have to agree there. I haven't laughed that hard in so long," she agrees returning the smile. "I guess Ill see you on the plane tomorrow Dani." Her heart skipped at the way he said her name. "Y-yeah ill defiantly see you there," her stomach jolts as he leans down placing a soft kiss to her forehead. "Goodnight Dani," Her face heats to a bright red. "Good night Dave," She whispers softly crawling in and heading back to her hotel. All the way up to her room she was on cloud 9, this man had to be the most amazing thing she had ever encountered. She changes into a pair of mesh shorts and a tank top before falling into bed, quickly asleep.

Tossing her alarm across the room Dani rolls herself from the bed and heads into the shower. After soothing her poor aching muscles she quickly pulls on a pair of jeans, a studded belt, Animal tank top and her heart-a-gram Audios. She puts a black CKY hat on top of her hair pulled back into a French braid, gathering her stuff she slips on a pair of what she calls rock star sun glasses and gives the room a once over before exiting. The airport was congested with people as she wove her way through to the terminal number that was printed on her ticket. A mass of people come bustling down the hallway suddenly and Dani yelps ducking bags and trying to escape the torrent, 'oh god im going to die!' She squeals inwardly panicking. A small shriek escapes her mouth as she is suddenly yanked out of the mass and set carefully on a chair in the waiting room. Pushing her hat out of her eyes she looks up into the deep brown orbs of her rescuer. "Thanks Dave, you were almost going to have Dani Pie, they were squashing me." He laughs causing her stomach to jump slightly, "Now we wouldn't want that, I really don't feel like having a pancake for a partner." They share a laugh, "Come on just stick with me and I will make sure you don't get run over," he chides lifting her onto her feet with ease. "And ill make sure the ankle biters don't get you," she shoots back with no hesitation as she shifts her duffle. Dave's hand brushes her arm as he takes the bag from her carefully hooking it over his shoulder along with his own. "Why thank you my kind sir," Dani playfully shoots with a horrible English accent, bowing at the waist with a sweeping arm. Dave chuckles at her cute antics and takes her arm carefully placing it around his as they parade joking and laughing through the terminal. After checking in the two find seats, still chatting animatedly. Dani and Dave were so involved in their conversation about absolutely nothing that they failed to notice the approach of the rest of evolution. "What on earth are you wearing?" Dani lets a small yelp clutching her chest as she spins in the seat to face Hunter. After slowing her breathing she crosses her legs under her on the seat, "What did you say?" Hunter rolls his eyes, "I asked what the hell your wearing?" Looking down at herself Dani perks an eyebrow, "um clothes, well the last time I checked anyway." Dave chuckles and Rick smirks as Randy was staring off at a flight attendant not even paying attention. Hunter scowl and grabs her arm hauling her to her feet with a yelp, "You are now part of evolution, and we travel in style not looking like a two cent tramp or a hood rat from the local skate park, I want you to go into that restroom and change now." He hisses angrily as he shoves her roughly in the direction of the restroom. "Fuckin A all you had to do was tell me you didn't need to fucking tear my arm off." Dani spits back snatching her bag, she glances at Dave catching his gaze only to have him look down, growing she stomps off. She was hurt, Dave didn't even stand up for her, 'men they're all the same you cant trust a single one.' Slamming a stall door open she digs into her bag pulling out a black with red pinstriped skirt, deep red silk cami top, matching jacket and fishnet stockings. Some of this outfit was going to go her way, pulling from her bag a pair of knee high heeled boots she slips them on tying them up. After putting her hair into a tight bun on the back of her head she applies black liner and shadow along with a deep crimson lipstick. Nodding at her reflection she grabs her bag and heads out, checking it back in. She could see the group standing as they all huddled talking. Standing behind them she crosses her arms and clears her throat, they all turn to face her. "Does this fit your highness better?" She questions sarcastically as she taps her foot. Hunter nods in approval, "much better, I don't know if I like the boots, but I'll let them slide." Rolling her eyes she follows them onto the plane finding her seat, 'this is going to be a long year.' Pulling her MP3 player from her bag she plugs them into her and drifts into sleep, Trapt ringing in her ears.

Someone was poking her shoulder and it was annoying, she opens her eyes glaring into the face of Dave. "What do you want?" She hisses softly aware that people are sleeping around them. "I wanted to apologies for earlier, I should have stuck up for you, Hunter is just so hard to deal with though." His eyes were dark with shame, soft and sad with guilt. The ice she had formed around her heart at him melted instantly, she sighs and mentally slaps herself. "Its ok, you have to live with him to, you shouldn't be drug into the middle of it. It's my fight not yours." He perks lightly and lets that killer smile shine out, "Your not mad at me?" He was like a very large kid in a candy shop. Dani giggles, "No im not mad at you." They chat quietly until the plane was ready to land, and then head off together. As they left the airport Dani realized that if she wasn't careful Evolutions Animal may very well steal her heart.