Disclaimer: I do not own WWE characters only my imagination and the characters I make up. This story is set in the time of the Ministry Era.
Prologue
"Let me go! Please! I promise to be good from now on! Oh please let me go!" I yelled as the two men drug me down the dark hallway.
"Sorry your highness but you know the rule...if you talk back to the Lord of darkness that way you go down to the dungeon."
"But the last time I went down to the dungeon he left me there for an entire day! He will regret this! Mark my words!" I screamed as the two men kicked open the dungeon door and drug me to the wall. They then chained my arms so they were spread above my head and left me there to stand in the darkness.
My name is Princess Leah...well it is now. Before that, it was just Leah Rose Michaels. My father is Shawn Michaels and it's his fault that I am in this predicament now. You see, when I was fourteen, my father made a deal with the Lord of Darkness, The Undertaker. If he faced him in a match and won he was going to get rid of his ministry. If my father lost however, he would give away his most precious asset…me. I have been in the Undertaker's grasp for three years now and I was still doing whatever I could to escape. I hated being with this man so much, he had a cold heart and he loved to see fear within my eyes. I just hope that I could be saved from all of this soon…I really needed to get away.