A/N: Just a quick note before the story. For those who read my first story, Moving Backwards, thank you. And I trying to put the final chapter up, but Fan Fiction is being silly and not letting me edit the story at the moment. Sorry about that.
Also, this story will hopefully be a lot better written than my last story. I will make it less rushed and such as I realised I just powered through the story last time.
I own nothing. Just the ideas i've in-corperated!
Here's the story.
FIRST ENCOUNTERS.
I watched as Edge made his way down the ramp, Alter Bridge blasting out into the arena. I loved teaming with Edge. Our victories over Dolph and Lay-Cool and Drew and Vickie had given my career a great boost. I was no longer the exhibitionist barbie blonde that was just a pretty face. People had finally started to recognise me for a wrestler and a good one at that. Yes, I still had awhile to go, but I was picking up more victories and showcasing my talent better that I had before.
I smiled as the R-Rated Superstar entered the ring, into the corner that I was already standing in, tonight I would once again face off against Lay-Cool, only this time Alberto Del Rio would be their mixed tag partner. He frightened me, I wasn't afraid to admit it, there was such an intensity about him that he would attack anyone that stood in his way, no matter what their gender. My fears were soon squashed when the re-assuring arms of my tag partner drew me into a big hug. The other reason I was grateful for our constant tag matches – I had made a great friend in Adam Copeland, the Canadian born blonde was becoming like a big brother to me. I had been romantically linked to him countless times, we laughed off the rumours though, both thinking it weird that we could be anything romantic. We both knew how we felt about each other, good friends and nothing more.
The bell rung, Alberto entered the ring, indicating that I should step out of it, I smiled briefly at Edge, who winked at me and was wearing a big smirk upon his face. He'd been waiting for an opportunity to face Alberto, the weeks of back and forth attacks coming down to this preview of Wrestlemania, until Alberto laughed and turned around and tagged Layla in. I narrowed my eyes, Edge turned and high-fived me in, knowing I could easily handle this. I stepped into the ring and pounced on Layla, slamming her against the mat and threw several punches in her direction until the referee counted me off. I stood, waiting for her to stand, then drop-kicking her to the mat, and rushing for the pin. Michelle quickly dragged me off – I tried brushing her off, not wanting to let her distract me from my legal opponent. I pushed her down, then felt a blow to my back and dropped to my knees. Despite the pain, I quickly rolled out of the way and gained the advantage as Layla hit the mat and not me like intended. I stood waiting to finish her with the K2 and make this an easy win when a tall, tanned body blocked my view of Layla. I gulped as I looked up at Alberto, a smug grin occupying his face and the referee was yelling at Edge to stay out of the ring. With all the distractions, Michelle and Layla double teamed me. I slammed to the mat, felt someone, presumably Layla cover me and I kicked out at the last mini-second. I was down but not out by no means.I managed a strong kick to Layla's face and scrambled over to Edge and tagged him in. Alberto stared him down and Michelle distracted the referee as big Brodus Clay slammed into Edge and then quickly went out of the ring. I yelled in protest but it was too late as Alberto made use of the power and unexpectedness behind the slam and gained the pin over Edge, but he wasn't finished yet.
The bell rung and Lay-Cool left, flicking their hair and blowing silly kisses in my direction, I crept over to Adam, to check on him. The slam had made him hit his head pretty hard.
"Adam, Adam you okay?" I practically whispered. I knew Alberto hadn't left yet.
"Kel, I'm fine, go." He mumbled, clearly not fine, but worried about me. When I was perfectly fine.
"Don't be stupid, we're going to go, together. Now come on" I breathed as I tried to drag him to his feet. That was until I felt someone else grab him from me and floor him again in a second. Brodus Clay. The NXT rookie doing the dirty work of his mentor. I saw Edge writhe in pain and bit my lip, I stumbled backwards as Alberto charged forwards, kicking and punching, letting loosing on the World Heavyweight Champion. I just sat in the corner, watching in horror until I couldn't take it and crawled over to Edge, crouching over him in what can be deemed protective way. It was thoughtless and stupid, I couldn't take on Alberto or Brodus, a small diva like me. I really should think before I act, or care less, maybe way it was too late to take back what I did now. I remained crouched there, staring at Alberto who merely laughed callously at me.
"What are you doing silly Diva?" His accented voice jeered at me.I didn't, well couldn't reply, my voice failed me, I opened my mouth the speak and ended up just gawking at him. My lack of reply made him laugh more, I glared, he made the adrenaline pump through my body, in a blind I rage I stood. I placed my hands on my hips and glared harder. His laughter ceased, and he looked at me. I stared back, there was nothing there, no emotion, just desire. Not for me, for his 'destiny'. I didn't know what came over me, I raised my hand and will all my strength I slapped him, hard, around the face. He tripped backwards, grabbing his jaw. His shocked expression bringing an unexpected smirk to my face. I was foolish, but I had embarrassed him. What he did to me now didn't matter. But it did stormed over to me giving me a vicious kick to the stomach, then a hard backhand around the face. I fell, to my knees, clutching to my stomach, the pain was excruciating. I saw Edge had recovered enough to attack Alberto, but he couldn't handle Brodus too. I fought against the voice in my head, telling me to bow out the ring, and jumped onto Alberto's back. Surprising all 3 battling men. Edge went for Brodus who stopped him with a quick boot to the face. Alberto swiftly disposed me off his back too, I screamed in pain, but scrambled to my knees, one arm over my stomach, the other gripping my back. He smiled, surprised at my determination, I could feel the adrenaline, it burned.
Loudly and suddenly, another superstars music blasted around the arena, one many fans had wanted to see. Another Canadian descended upon the ring, another blonde Canadian. He ran and protectively crouched in front me, pushing me towards the corner and out of harms way. I was confused, I'd never spoke more than 2 words to this man, but he were was defending me. I wasn't going to complain, I was in agony. He made quick work of scaring Alberto out of the ring, pure rage dripping from the Canadian. Alberto just looked on as he then turned his attention to Brodus, Edge now back on his again, helping out his former tag partner and best friend. With the strength of the both of them, they managed to throw big Brodus Clay from the ring also. They both watched as Alberto, Brodus and Ricardo scampered up the ramp.
And inadvertent whimper from me, when I moved my position, made then both twist round to me. I saw concern in both eyes, Edge hobbled towards me, until Christian, shook his head in disbelief.
"You can barely stand yourself Superstar" He chuckled, bent down and tossed the Champion his belt. Edge smiled and stumbled whilst catching the belt, not realising how hurt he was. Christian then turned his attention to me.
"How are you feeling, wonderwoman?" He smirked. In a friendly way, clearly impressed by my display.
"Battered." I confessed.
"I'm not surprised." He shook his head, as if reaffirming his statement. He offered his hand to me, I gladly took it, needing the help. He heaved me off the ring mat, and in another swift movement had me in both his arms. I was surprised to say the least, he laughed quietly when he took in my facial expression. I laughed too, realising I must've looked shocked. I put both my arms around his neck, and rested my head on his shoulder. I felt someone rub my head and looked up with heavy eyes to Edge smiling at me, I gave a small smile back, the pain all over-whelming me at once.
"Thank you, Kel. You didn't have to do that."
"Pffft. Without me you probably wouldn't be walking out of the ring."
"What am I, just a handyman?" Christian butted in. All 3 of us laughed. I stopped suddenly, the pain in my stomach had crept up to my ribs. Edge and Christian both looked down at me in worry, I felt Christian hurry his pace to get me to the infirmary.
After some heavy wrapping of my ribs and stomach the doctor said I was good to go, he also said Edge was fine. I hopped off the bed, feeling a lot better with the taping.I walked out side the room to fine Edge and Christian had both waited for me. I beamed at them both, happy when they both returned my smile.
"Well as I never got the chance to introduce you both, Kelly this is my former tag team partner and current best friend, Christian." Edge pointed at me and then at Christian. "Christian, this is my newest friend and beautiful Diva, Kelly" I blushed when Adam said the last part. Christian held his hand out to me, and I shook it, fully taking in the tall, muscular man in front of me. His hair dyed a bleach-like blonde, it suited him. He had a slight beard coming on, making him look rugged. I;d never paid a whole lot of attention to Christian before his injury, but wow. He was one attractive man, there was no denying it.I saw him look me up and down, like I had just done to him.
"So." Christian said, breaking the sudden silence. "How about drinks, to celebrate my return and our glorious defeat of Alberto and his bog boyfriend?" I giggled at his last comment. I looked at him and our eyes met. It lasted longer than I thought when Adam piped up.
"Yeah, sounds good to me, Kelly, you in?" He looked at me, I felt it. I snapped my eyes away from Christian, and looked up at my friend.
"Yeah definitely! Just let me shower and change first. And well, you better shower too, just saying" I joked and playfully nudged his arm. Adam laughed and ran a hand through his blonde locks.
"Fair do. How about we all meet in the lobby of our hotel at 8?"
"8 sounds good to me." Christian said and they both looked at me.
"I guess I could try and be ready for 8. No promises though" I winked. And they both laughed.
"Right lobby at 8. See you both then!" Adam said. He gave Christian a pat on the shoulder and me a brief hug and departed to his locker room.
"Yeah, I better go if i'm going to be ready" I said.
"Right, yeah. See you then" Christian replied. He gave me a hug also, a hug quite different to Adam's. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me in. It felt good, safe, sexy. I wrapped my arms around his waist. I looked up at him, baring a cheeky grin on his face. I smiled and pulled away.
"See you at 8?" He raised an eyebrow.
"8." I replied and waved goodbye to the handsome Canadian.
There we go! Let me know what you would like to see happen, pairings, which wrestlers and/or divas you would like to see appear. What I can improve and work on. Reviews are most welcome!
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