A/N: I decided to shake things up a bit with this one. My OC is Paul Levesque's [Triple H] sister, yes I know he has a sister but I'm taking her out and replacing her with my girl. I own no one, only the OCs that pop up in the story. Also, I'm going to have Triple H go by Hunter instead of Paul since Paul is too odd to write. I also don't own the song, that song is Your Going Down by Sick Puppies, it's awesome!
Hunter walked down the halls of the arena on his way to his wife's office. He was puzzled why she had asked him to come to her office instead of coming to him like she normally did. He had tried asking Shawn if he knew what Stephanie wanted, but the older man refused to say anything and had fled the room at the time. This had made Hunter even more curious as to what his wife could possibly want. He stopped outside the door to the office of the Billion Dollar Princess and raised his hand to it, knocking a couple of times.
"Come in," came her soft voice from the other side of the door. He opened the door, and walked in, looking at his wife curiously. Her wide grin made him suspicious as he closed the door behind him. "Ah hun, I was wondering what was taking you so long," she said teasingly, smiling at him.
"What's going on Steph?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her as he took a seat in one of the chairs in front of her. He knew it wasn't right to be so suspicious of his wife, but he had learned over the years that whenever that grin came to her lips there was always something going on.
"Oh nothing serious, my father just thinks that DX needs a manager, a valet of sorts," she said, dropping her gaze to her desk and shuffling with some papers to keep her from spilling the news right then and there as to who she had picked.
"Wait what? Steph, I don't want one of those drama-filled Divas as a manager. I won't have it," he commented, crossing his arms tightly over his chest. It wasn't that he hated the Divas necessarily; he just didn't think any of them were anywhere close to being able to handle a team like DX.
"I understand your concerns dear, and that's what I went ahead and picked your manager for you," she said as she stood from behind her desk. She walked to the door and out of the room, leaving Hunter there. He watched her leave, wondering if he was supposed to follow or not. He got his answer though when she returned to the room a few minutes later. "Dear, meet your new manager," she said, waving her hand to the door.
A dirty-blond woman walked into the room, and Hunter found himself staring at her. She was tall, the same height as Stephanie making her around 5'9" which was tall considering most girls weren't around here. Her eyes were a soft shade of brown, and her smile was one that he remembered easily. Hunter rose from his chair and walked over to her, standing in front of her. He gazed down into her eyes, a smile forming on his lips.
"I've missed you sis," he said, leaning down and hugging her tightly. He pulled back after a few minutes, looking down at her before glancing over at Stephanie, hugging her as well. "If my sister is going to be our manager, then I have only three words for you Steph," he said pulling back and kissing her lips gently. "I love you!"
Stephanie laughed lightly at her husband, shaking her hand. She walked back over to her desk and picked up his sister's file.
"Her application is all taken care of so you two are free to go, and don't forget about your match tonight dear," she said, smiling at them. The two of them left after that, and Hunter guided his sister to DX's locker room. He walked into the room first, then had her follow, not really knowing if Shawn was expecting her or not. Shawn looked up at the two of them as they entered, grinning when he saw the woman behind Hunter.
"Rosalyn!" said Shawn, walking over to her and hugging her tightly. She hugged him back before pulling away, and grinning up at him. "How long has it been since you were last around here?"
"Um, jeez, I'd have to say 10 years maybe. Last time I was here, Chyna was still around," she said with a shiver. She had never really liked Chyna, or Joan as she was really named. The two of them never really got along, and Joan was always jealous of the time Hunter spent around Rosalyn. She looked back over at Hunter, grinning slightly. "Remember she use to be so jealous of us being around each other so much," she commented with a laugh.
"Oh yeah, I never really understood that," said Hunter, shaking his head. "Anyways, we have a match tonight against Rhodes and DiBiase so you can come ringside with us if you so wish, we can use tonight for your debut or we can wait," he commented, glancing over at her then at Shawn who shrugged in response.
"I'll make my debut tonight. I want to watch you kick Rhodes and DiBiase in their asses," she said with a laugh, heading to the door. She stopped though and turned, looking back at them. "Someone will need to help me find the costume people or whatever they are called. I need to get my ring attire," she said, looking at both boys.
"I'll show you around Rose," said Shawn, walking over to her and leading her out of the room after they both waved to Hunter. He showed her around the arena, introducing her to a few of the wrestlers before they came across the costume women. He left her inside their area and waited while she was given her clothes before she returned to him, and they made their way to the women locker room. He left her there after giving her directions to gorilla position then made his way to his own locker room to check on Hunter.
Entering the women's locker room, Rosalyn smiled faintly at the Divas but said little as she changed into her clothes, heading into the bathroom to see how she looked after she was dressed. She wore a DX tank top that was cut below her chest and a pair of pants that clung to her legs. She shook her head as she fluffed her long hair out, deciding to keep it down for now. She had no reason to doll herself up, or so she thought anyways. She left the locker room, and headed towards gorilla position, but ended up knocking into someone along the way.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she mumbled, looking up at the man she had knocked into.
"It's alright, don't worry about it," he said, looking down at her. There wasn't much of a height difference between them, but he still had to look down at her to see her. She looked up at him, smiling faintly.
"I'm Rosalyn, and you are?" she asked, introducing herself. Her brother or Shawn hadn't introduced her to him yet, so she didn't know who he was quite yet.
"Chris, Chris Irvine," he answered, smiling faintly down at her. Before either of them could say anything else, a shout came from behind Chris.
"Jericho!" shouted Hunter, coming up to the two of them stepping next to Rosalyn, wrapping a protective arm around her waist. He looked over at Chris, glaring at him slightly. "Stay away from my sister," he said, leading Rosalyn away from Chris. Rosalyn tried to fight out of his hold, but couldn't, so she simply went with him to gorilla position, glaring at Hunter once he let her go.
"I'm sorry Rose, but I don't want you around him. He's nothing but trouble," said Hunter, turning towards the curtain. Before Rosalyn could comment, she could hear DX's music playing and the two of them went out, leaving her behind. She watched on a nearby screen as they danced their way to the ring, and then went on talking about how they needed a manager to control them, to watch over them, someone that was just like them.
Define your meaning of war
To me it's what we do when we're bored
I feel the heat comin off of the blacktop
And it makes me want it more
Because I'm hyped up, outta control
If it's a fight I'm ready to go
I wouldn't put my money on the other guy
If you know what I know that I know
Rosalyn walked out to the stage, grinning at the bright lights, and the fans that cheered loudly. She walked down the ramp, and to the ring, waving at the fans that filled the arena.
It's been a long time coming
And the tables' turned around
Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down
I'm not runnin', it's a little different now
Cause one of us is goin'
ONE OF US IS GOIN' DOWN!!!
She climbed into the ring and walked over to one of the turnbuckles, raising her fist into the air and grinning out at the fans. She jumped back down and grabbed a microphone before turning to the boys.
"Thanks for the warm welcome," she said with a grin, waving out at the fans. She was cut short though by Legacy's music playing. She gave her microphone back to the side workers, and then slipped out of the ring, standing at the side. She watched the match intensely, cheering at the proper times. In the end, Legacy managed to snag the win, but no one was really all that shocked especially when Randy Orton came out to distract Hunter.
Rosalyn helped Hunter take Shawn backstage, heading for the locker room. They placed him down in one of the chairs, and then Rosalyn left to change. After all three of them were changed, they headed to Hunter's rental car and drove back to the hotel. Since Rosalyn didn't have a room to stay in, she stayed in the room, sleeping in the same bed as Hunter, not caring since they had slept in the same bed tons of times in the past.
The next morning, Rosalyn awoke to pounding. She sat up and looked at Shawn who was hitting the TV. She raised an eyebrow, climbing out of bed. She walked over to the TV and turned it on, handing the remote to Shawn. He grinned sheepishly at her before sitting down on his bed. Rosalyn disappeared into the bathroom with a soft laugh, and then emerged a few minutes later fully dressed.
A knock came to the door, and Rosalyn walked over to it, opening it. She was shocked to see Chris standing there, smiling faintly at her.
"Hey," he said softly, making sure the boysin the room couldn't hear him. "I got your room number from Stephanie, don't worry. I just wanted to give you this," he commented, handing her a piece of paper before walking off. She took the paper and shut the door, opening it as she leaned against the door. On the paper was Chris' phone number. She grinned to herself, wondering if maybe she had made an impression on the man.
"Who was at the door?" asked Hunter as he emerged from the bathroom next to her. She quickly tucked the paper into her pocket, glancing over at him with a grin.
"Someone that had the wrong room," she answered with a shrug. Hunter looked at her suspiciously but dropped it for now, heading out with them for breakfast. Rosalyn followed him, knowing she was betraying what her brother by keeping in contact with Chris, but she didn't care. For once, she was going to have a life that her brother couldn't control.