A/N: So here I am again… with another Dean Ambrose story… haha.

DISCLAIMER: Only stating this once. I have no ownership over the WWE, characters, etc. Only those I make up, which will be obvious!

Unexpected

Chapter One: Sister Abigail

"But I'm a nobody."

"You have talent, charisma and an attitude towards this business that the companies Divas need to witness. Now, I know plenty of them are going to get their noses out of joint at your appearance, but you know what – I don't care. This is my call and if they don't like it, I will gladly show them where the door is."

Matilda Harrison looked at Stephanie McMahon in shock. She ran a hand through her light brown hair, her light brown eyes lit with respect at the woman, "I guess when I got asked to leave home and come here for an interview I thought that I would either be sent back home or to developmental."

"Tenille Dashwood vouched for you. Apparently you and her go way back?"

Matilda gave a nod and smile and Stephanie smiled in reply.

"So, are you ready to dive in a shake up not only the Divas division, but also the superstars?"

"Bring it," nodded Matilda.

Stephanie slid Matilda her contract and the Australian woman, from a small country town signed it.

"Brilliant. So, let's introduce you to your stable mates."

Stephanie led Matilda through a corridor and into another room. Seated around a table sat Paul Levesque, Mark Carrano and three other men.

"Windham, Jon and Adam meet your Sister Abigail," introduced Stephanie, "Matilda, meet Bray Wyatt, Luke Harper and Braun Stowman."

Matilda greeted the men with a polite smile as she sat down at the table.

"So you know we have been wanting to introduce a real diva named Sister Abigail," stated Stephanie, "It's taken us a while to find a female wrestler who could pull off the right amount of crazy. Matilda here, is just that. She is unpredictable in the ring and exudes the right amount of charisma that a character like Sister Abigail is going to need."

"I think it's great," said Windham, "I've been wanting a Sister Abigail for a while.

A week later found Matilda arriving at the FedEx Forum in Memphis.

"Matilda?"

Matilda looked up from a letter to see a woman with red curly hair looking at her curiously, "Yes?"

"I'm Amber. Stephanie assigned me to help get you ready for your debut tonight," replied Amber with a kind smile.

"Oh great."

Amber gestured for Matilda to follow her and led her through the backstage area and to a dressing room.

"Place your bags here and we need to go see the seamstresses for your ring gear."

Matilda did as she was told and hurriedly followed Amber through the corridors, earning a few curious looks. There had been rumours swirling of a new talent joining them, however those involved in the storyline were on strict orders to remain silent.

"Here we go!" said Amber brightly, "Hello Christine!"

"Hullo Amber, love. Is this our newbie?" greeted the older woman with grey streaked black hair and kind dark eyes.

"Yes! Matilda, this is Christine. So… is it ready?"

Christine grinned and pulled out a clothes hanger with the outfit covered in a black bag. She also produced a box, "The shoes. Go try it on!"

Matilda smiled nervously and went into the dressing area and changed into the gear. Once dressed she stepped out and looked at Amber and Christine nervously.

Matilda donned a pair of blue jeans, designed to look ratty and patched up with darker blue jeans material or an off white material. She wore a tan brown, suede tank top with a fringe design at the bottom. Her boots were mid-calf length and were a dark brown suede also, which she had laced up, leaving the top section unhooked for easier movement.

"And you have the black poncho to wear out," added Christine, noticing it slung over Matilda's arm.

The poncho was covered in the fringe style also.

"This is awesome," said Matilda looking at her reflection, "Its… it's perfect."

Christine grinned, "You look great."

"Thank you."

Christina waved off her thanks and Amber handed Matilda a dressing robe.

"To hide the outfit from the other's," instructed Amber.

Matilda pulled on the black long dressing gown and followed Amber to hair and make up.

"Hi Renee!" greeted Amber brightly.

"Oh hey," greeted Renee Paquette from her seat as her hair was styled, "How are you?"

"Great. You?"

Renee smiled warmly, "Brilliant."

Amber gestured for Matilda to sit down and gestured for a stylist to come over. Amber whispered in her ear and she gave a surprised nod.

Matilda sat still as the stylist got to work on her hair, undoing the braid it was in and brushing it out. She then grabbed a bottle of hairspray and got to work, tousling Matilda's hair into messy curls. A make-up artist set to work on Matilda's face, complimenting her on her long eyelashes.

"Thanks," murmured Matilda nervously.

"Look at you!" greeted Windham, hugging Matilda, "You look perfect! Just like we discussed at the meeting."

Matilda smiled. Windham had taken her under his wing, and explained how the WWE works and discussing a few of the talents, especially the ones they would be working with frequently.

"The fringe looks good on the clothes," agreed Jon, decked out in his Luke Harper gear.

"I was sceptical," admitted Matilda, "But it works."

The group looked over at the monitor. There was currently a match on between Brie Bella and Becky Lynch and the Wyatt's were about to interrupt it.

Suddenly the lights went out mid-match and the Wyatt theme started.

"What on earth?" yelled JBL, "What could the Wyatt's want with a Diva's match?"

The crowd watched in confusion as they walked out with Brie and Becky standing in the ring. Their match stipulation had been no outside support so their team mates were absent from ring side.

At the end of the ramp, Bray blew out his lamp and the lights flickered on.

"I thought now would be the time to make a revelation," said Bray into a microphone as Brie and Becky watched him in confusion and caution, "About someone who means the world to me! Someone who guided me in the right direction! You see, they feel this Diva's revolution isn't happening right! They think it needs to be saved!" Bray chuckled, "And they are here to save it."

The lights flickered off again and a remixed version of the Wyatt theme played.

Walking out with a flickering candle came a woman. The candle light played shadows over her face, obscuring her from complete view. She made her way down the ramp with Luke and Braun stepping to either side of the ramp respectfully. Bray fell to his knees at her feet and held his arms out wide.

She blew the candle out and the lights came back on.

Standing before Bray stood a woman with messy, curly light brown hair. She looked up at the ring with a crazed smirk and slowly pulled the poncho off.

Brie and Becky looked at each other, unsure of what to do. Slowly, the woman walked over to the ring stairs and climbed up them. She stood on the rings edge and chuckled as Brie mouthed off at her.

From behind, Becky hit Brie with a drop kick and covered her for the pin, gaining an easy win. With Becky's back turned, the woman stepped into the ring and grabbed Becky by her hair. She threw Becky into the corner and ran at her, slamming both boots into Becky's mid-section before standing with a laugh. With slow, deliberate movements, she pulled Becky up, slung an arm over her shoulder's and by grabbing Becky around the middle on both sides, lifted her so both feet hung on the top rope.

With a crazed smile, she slammed herself backwards and Becky face first into the mat, knocking the diva out cold.

Bray slid into the ring, praising the woman before looking at the crowd and speaking to them, "The Diva's division has been saved… by Sister Abigail."

"Best kept secret, ever!"

Matilda looked up from a book she had been reading in catering before she was to record her backstage interview with Renee to see a black haired diva grinning at her, "Err… thanks."

"No seriously," insisted the diva, "Your style in the ring and the way you exude the craziness is bloody brilliant – I'm Saraya… known as Paige."

Matilda smiled, "Matilda – but call me Mattie, please. Only my mother calls me Matilda. But I shall be known as Sister Abigail."

"You know, I thought they would have Sister Abigail all nunned out."

Matilda laughed, "And offend the church?"

Saraya grinned, "Welcome to the WWE. I like you here but obviously you were warned others would be pissed?"

Matilda nodded, "I have been."

"I'll back you up."

"Mattie!" called Windham, "We need you."

Matilda farewelled Saraya and hurried over to Windham, "S'up?"

"They want you to come out during our match against Reigns and Ambrose," stated Windham, "Rile the guys up… Vince wants you to physically involve yourself in the match. You've wrestled against guys?"

Matilda nodded, "I have… do Reigns and Ambrose know this?"

Windham gestured ahead and standing by the wall stood the two men with Jon and Adam, "Matilda, meet Joe and Jon."

"Two Jon's. This will be fun," said Matilda before she gave a small wave to them both, "Nice to meet you both."

"You too," nodded Joe.

Jonathon Good merely looked at Matilda in silence.

"So, which one of you do I physically attack?" asked Matilda brightly.

"We were thinking Jon," said Joe with a gesture to his team mate.

"Okay… what about a high flying attack from the top rope? Top rope drop kick?"

"Sure," answered Jon gruffly adjusting the tape on his wrists.

"Matilda!"

Matilda turned to see Amber gesturing to her, "You need to film your interview."

Matilda hurried away and Windham looked at Jon with a frown.

"You got an issue with Mattie?" asked Windham with his Jon and Adam looking at the other Jon with a frown.

"I have issues with people who skip the hard yards," he replied coolly.

Windham laughed, "You don't know her or her background. Wait till you see her out there, working the ring and that audience. You'll be changing your tune."

"Some of these supposed female wrestlers can't even take a hit, let alone sell a move," added Adam with an agreeing nod from his Jon.

"I'm here with Sister Abigail… Bray Wyatt said you are here to save the Diva's division," spoke Renee, "Why do you feel it needs saving?"

Sister Abigail looked at Renee in silence.

"Do you have anything to say about the Diva's division?" asked Renee.

"There are a lot of fake women claiming to be a diva… saying that they are the reason why the female athlete is being celebrated," stated Sister Abigail, "They are liars! All liars who only want the fame, the glory that comes with recognition and popularity! I am here to rid the division of the fakes and save the true ones from obscurity!"

"So… so who are the liars?"

"They know who they are and they know I am coming for them… I'm always watching and always waiting… when I make my move they won't see it happening… oh no, no, no," Sister Abigail laughed and tugged on a lock of Renee's hair, "It may even be you!"

The crowd reacted with a mix of boos and cheers as Sister Abigail walked down to the ring. Bray reacted to her arrival with glee, slamming a boot into the chest of Roman Reigns. Dean Ambrose turned and looked at Sister Abigail with irritation as she walked around the ring smiling at Bray and Luke. Braun greeted Abigail with a respectful nod.
Abigail walked over to the edge of the ring, resting her hands on the edge causing Roman to back up suddenly, in fear of injuring the woman. This allowed for Bray to suplex him backwards and aim for a pin only Roman managed to kick out and roll away.

"Anyone but you, Roman!" taunted Bray with a laugh.

Dean stretched out urging Roman to tag him in, glaring as Abigail moved closer in his direction. She stood near him and looked at up at him in crazed wonder and Dean frowned before turning away as Roman tagged him in and rolled out of the ring injured.

As Dean took on a now tagged in Luke Harper, Abigail walked over to Roman and stood over him, laughing.

"Not you, Roman… no not you," she said.

"Get away from him!" came Dean's yell as he leaned out of the ring and managed to lightly push Abigail by the shoulder away from Roman.

Abigail suddenly looked at Dean with angry, wild eyes. She looked over at Braun and gave a nod and suddenly Braun was up on the ring edge, distracting the referee. Luke yanked Dean from behind and Dean spun, laying out a flurry of hits to Luke.

Abigail climbed up the ring steps and up onto the top rope, pulling her poncho off at the same time. Luke fell back from a hard hit by Dean and as he turned to head to the corner of the ring, Abigail jumped, hitting Dean perfectly in the chest with both boots. As Dean fell, Abigail landed safely and rolled out of the ring as the referee turned back.

Luke tagged Bray in who quickly moved Dean into the set up for the Sister Abigail finisher and an easy win.

Abigail climbed back into the ring and Bray fell to his knees at her feet.

"Sister Abigail is home!" he yelled with his arms out wide, "Follow the buzzards!"

Matilda left the dressing room with her bag and headed for the stadiums exit, designated for the talent and crew.

"Matilda!" called Stephanie.

Matilda turned around to face Stephanie, "Hey… I hope I didn't mess up or over do it."

"Are you kidding? Matilda, you nailed the character. You made her everything we wanted."

Matilda flushed at the praise and shrugged ineloquently.

Stephanie chuckled and patted her on the shoulder, "Listen, I will see you tomorrow at Smackdown. Amber has all of your travel arrangements sorted, right?"

"Oh, yeah," nodded Matilda.

Stephanie gave a nod and said goodbye. Matilda headed out to the carpark, spotting her hire car. She felt exhausted from the hectic week and intense night.

"How long do you think you will last for?"

Matilda, who had been pulling her keys out, looked up in surprise to find Jonathon Good leaning on a car beside hers, "Sorry?"

"I said, how long do you think you will last for? I mean, you're what Sister Abigail… how long do you think that will last for before you become another diva, lost on the roster amongst the Bella's and Paige's?"

Matilda raised her eyebrows and just shook her head.

"Fifteen minutes of fame for someone who knows a few fancy moves," scoffed Jon, "Just another pretty faced diva."

"Thank you for saying I'm pretty," snapped Matilda as she opened the back door and chucked her bag in, "But clearly you have no clue about my background and training. I will make you see that I am more than some barbie bimbo using the WWE to get rich quick," Matilda slammed the back door shut and opened her front one, "Funny thing is, your girlfriend is really sweet and nice. I have no clue what she sees in an arsehole like you!"

Matilda arrived at the arena for the Smackdown taping and gave an internal groan as she spotted Jon and Renee arriving also. Renee greeted her with a smile, which Matilda returned, however she pointedly ignored Jon's presence and instead called out to Saraya.

"Hey!" greeted Saraya, "Would you believe this is my first Smackdown since Tough Enough?"

"I would," replied Matilda with a smile, "I, ah, have the WWE Network… so I figured that's where you were."

"Creepy fan! Get away!" cried Saraya as she ran ahead before stopping and laughing at Matilda's mortified expression, "I'm joking! I know how to be a creepy fan. I completely fan girl screamed when I first met Amy Dumas!"

"Oh, man, I would so do the same!"

"Well I heard she is at Raw on Monday so you can join me in creepy fandom then."

"Deal," grinned Matilda, shaking hands with Saraya.

"You hungry? Catering serves the best food early."

Matilda sat with Saraya at a table and was soon joined by a few other divas.

"So you're the new girl."

"Foxy, be nice," warned Saraya with a look to Victoria Crawford, "Mattie is cool."

Victoria looked at Saraya before sighing, "Fine. Just a few divas thinks it's uncool you skipped developmental, newbie."

"Well, I can assure you I actually am a trained wrestler unlike some."

"Like who?" asked Tenille Dashwood with a smile, "Hello fellow Aussie."

Matilda chuckled, "Hey Tenille. Long-time no see, huh?"

"Oh so you both know each other?" asked Victoria curiously.

"The Australian wrestling world is small. Mattie and I competed in plenty of matches. We even tag teamed together at one stage. I knew WWE would snap you up eventually. You deserve it."

Matilda smiled at Tenille – Tenille understood the world Matilda came from and how this opportunity meant the world to her.

"At least you do… some have voiced otherwise."

Saraya snorted, "Ignore them. Assholes unfortunately have to have opinions. They just don't understood they dribble bullshit when they voice them."

The women laughed at Saraya's comment and anecdote. Victoria soon warmed to Matilda and was quick to shut down a cold comment from Danielle Moinet with a quick quip at her having no wrestling background when she first joined the WWE.

"So tonight," said Saraya, "Do you have a match or are you interrupting another match?"

"Actually," replied Matilda, "They have me in a mixed tag match against Joe and Rebecca."

"Oh nice. Which Wyatt?"

"Luke."

Victoria grinned, "I will definitely be watching that one."

Matilda jumped up and down with her warm up, stretching out her muscles as she went. She kept her focus on the monitor, breathing in and out deeply before stopping to put her poncho on.

"Don't fuck this match up."

Irritated instantly, Matilda shot a cold glare at Jon as Joe nudged him from the side to shut up.

"Ignore him, love," spoke Rebecca Quin, "Becky, pleasure to meet you."

"Thanks. I'm Matilda but call me Mattie," replied Matilda.

"Some people feel threatened when those with talent show up and own the stage. You have talent and you own the ring already."

Jon gave a snort of disbelief.

"Plus he is bit on the crazy side. It's not all for show, you know," winked Becky.

Matilda couldn't help but laugh at that, noticing the amused look on Joe's face and irritated expression on Jon's. Becky grinned as her music hit. Joe quickly headed off to the entrance doors for his entry, warning Jon before he left to be nice.

"If he keeps it up, just talk to Stephanie," said Windham with a glare to Jon's back.

"Nope," said Matilda determinedly as the lunatic's music started, "I will make him respect me."

The Wyatt family's music played and Bray walked ahead of Abigail with his light, while she held her lit candle. In the ring stood Roman, Dean and Becky. The audience held up their own lights, waving them back and forth. At the end of the ramp they both blew their respective props out and the lights flickered back on.

Dean jumped out of the ring, glaring at the Wyatt's. Bray held out his hands, smiling as he took Abigail's poncho. Abigail slid into the ring as Luke went to the side. Becky nodded at something Roman said and turned to look at Abigail.

The bell rang for the start of the match and Becky locked up into a grapple with Abigail before shoving Abigail away from her. Abigail stepped back but caught her footing and chuckled at Becky.

"Are you a liar, Becky?" she shouted.

Becky frowned and ran at Abigail, tackling her to the mat. Becky went at her with a flurry of hits but rolled off as the referee pulled her away. Abigail stood up wiping at her lip and looked at Becky with a smirk.

"What?" yelled Becky, "Too scared of a lass kicking?"

At that the smile left Abigail's face. Becky ran towards Abigail again but Abigail met her with a clothesline, knocking Becky on her back. Abigail ran over to the ropes and bounced off them, landing a running leg drop, jumping up and repeating the movement from the opposite rope. The second time, she slowly stood, pulling Becky up by her hair.

"No more liars!" yelled Abigail as Bray responded with his own chant of her saving the division.

Abigail flung Becky's arm over her shoulder and hit a suplex. She rolled onto her stomach and crawled over to Becky and covered her.

Becky kicked out at two and Abigail sat up on her knees, flipping her hair back from her face. She stood up and moved over to the corner and climbed up it.

"Come on, Becky!" yelled Roman.

"Come on, Becky. Don't be a liar!" mocked Abigail as Becky suddenly stood and stumbled over to Roman and tagging him in.

The referee shouted at Abigail to tag Luke in while Roman paced around like a caged lion, a furious look on his face. Abigail remained perched on the top of the turn buckle and quickly jumped, crashing into Roman with a top rope spear. She quickly rolled away from Roman and tagged Luke in, and sat to the side of the ring with a pleased smirk as Luke dominated Roman.

Dean was pacing furiously back and forth, yelling at Roman to take control. He kept glaring furiously at Abigail and Bray.

Abigail stood up and watched the match stepping onto the bottom rope when she saw Roman take control. Roman moved back to his corner and tagged Becky in. Luke staggered to Abigail and tagged her in and both divas ran at each other, hitting a double clothesline. Becky rolled away as Abigail slowly stood up. She managed to pull Becky away from tagging Roman back in and quickly moved in for the roll up pin. Becky kicked out and Abigail stood up, shaking her head at Roman and pulled Becky away. She hit Becky with a suplex and stood up, ran to the rope and bounced off it, flipping backwards to land the perfect asai moonsault. The crowd went crazy at the move and Abigail stood up, pulling Becky up with her.

Again, much like Monday she set her up with her feet on the top rope and slammed backwards, making Becky hit the mat face first.

"And Sister Abigail hit's Becky with what she's called Redemption!" shouted Jerry Lawler as Abigail took the cover.

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Abigail's version of the Wyatt Theme played at the win as she knelt over Becky laughing. Roman and Dean both stood at the ring's edge furious.

Bray slid a microphone to Abigail and she took it, her laugh echoing around the arena.

"Redemption is cruel," spoke Abigail as she roughly pushed Becky to the edge of the ring where Roman grabbed her, "But it's something everyone must face! I will save the division and the liars will be pillaged!"

Dean shook his head mouthing off at Abigail and she merely grinned at him.

"Oh Dean Ambrose, you will face redemption. You and Roman Reigns will face it… at Night of Champions!"

A/N: So, what do you guys think? Review and let me know!