A/N: I only own Isla. I wrote this about a year ago and decided to post it now.

Let me know if you like it or not. You will see people from all the brands and companies and some retired people.

Characters:

Isla Calaway- Mark's daughter and Randy's sister. She is the nice one the family and wants nothing to do with the family business

Randy Orton- Mark's first son by a woman that wasn't his wife. He is preparing to take over the family business

Evan Bourne- Isla and Randy's best friend; Randy's 2nd in command

John Cena- Randy's 3rd in command; Randy's other best friend

Phil (CM Punk)- Detective that has it in for the drug lords

Teddy and Cody- otehr drug lords; compete with Randy for business

Sheamus- Randy's friend and IRA connection for arms

Dave Finlay- Sheamus' father; IRA arms dealer

Eve- Isla's best friend; Dave's niece

Kelly- Isla's other best friend and John's sister

Mark Calaway- Drug Lord/Mob Boss; Randy and Isla's father

Dave Batista- Mark's 2nd in command

I wish that I was like every other 24 year old, but I wasn't. I had graduated from college with degrees in Public Health Administration and Nursing. I already had a job at one of the two hospitals in the city. I was the public relations manager for the private sector hospital. I knew that the only reason I had the job was because my father was the biggest crime boss in the city. I also knew that my brother, Randy, was being groomed to take over the large empire that our father had built. Randy was in the process of building his crew and I was being the nice, caring, and public face for the legitimate part of the business.

I had a cozy life and only a few close friends. I have always had to have a bodyguard everywhere I have gone, because of whom my father is and the enemies he has made. I knew that he didn't get the nickname "Undertaker" because he was nice to everyone. I wasn't surprised when people were arrested and new people were found for the crews. I just told Dad that I wanted nothing to do with the crime part and I didn't even want to carry a gun. I lost the gun argument, but Dad never talks business around me.

I had agreed to move back into the building that dad owned. I was getting the third floor all to myself and I was glad. I knew that I had to have a code to get to my floor and I would be taken care of; I didn't like it, but there was no use arguing. I was having dinner tonight with my dad and brother; I knew that I would get to meet some of the new crew.

I got into the car from shopping and Evan was sitting across from me.

"Hi, Issie." He said and I smiled. He was the only person who could call me that. Dad has named me Isla after Mom's favorite place in Mexico.

"Hi, Evan." I said and hugged him. I had known Evan since Randy and I were little. He had a rough life until Dad brought him to our house when his mom killed herself. He was raised with us, but he wanted to work for dad to repay him for everything. Evan had trained in MMA and other fighting arts; Dad trusted him with me.

"Did you buy out the whole store?" he asked me.

"No, not yet. Anything new with you?" I asked him.

"Yes, I got a promotion so you are getting a new bodyguard." He said and I felt sad. I had been everywhere with Evan. We even got our college degrees together because I begged Dad to let him go with me.

"I'm glad and sad." I said and Evan wrapped his arm around me.

"You are still my best friend." He said and I smiled.

We were talked the entire way back to the building. I thought it was funny that the bottom floor was a grocery store, the basement was one of Dad's offices, and the other three floors were Randy, Dad, and mine. Randy lived on the second and Dad lived on the top. I got back and went to my floor. We were eating at Randy's restaurant at 7pm, so I had two hours to get ready.

Randy POV

I was glad that Isla was going to meet us for dinner tonight. Dad and I had gotten a few more guys for the crew and she needed to be introduced to her new bodyguard. I was still debating if Wade and Justin together would be better than just Wade. I had promised Dad that I would always take care of Isla.

"Randy?" a voice called.

"In here, John." I called and John walked in with some blonde girl on his arm.

"Get out." I hissed and the girl ran out.

"I guess that you need to get you some." He said and I shot him a glare.

"Look, Cena, we have a shipment tonight and I need it to go off correctly. I don't need any right now." I said and he held his hands up in defense.

"You are coming to dinner?" I asked him and he shrugged.

"Isla is coming." I said and he looked at me. I knew that John liked Isla and had since he met her when we were little.

"Sure." He said and I laughed.

"You know, maybe she would like you if you weren't such a manwhore." I said and he was laughing.

We were talking when Drew, Jack, and Chris (Masters) all walked in.

"Do you have the rest of the crew?" I asked Drew and he nodded.

"Oh, someone is here to see you." he said and I looked confused.

"Who?" I asked him and Sheamus walked in behind him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him; he didn't come around unless he had an offer or bad news. Isla just got back in town and I didn't want to deal with him.

"I just wanted to see if you needed some more guys for the crew. I heard that Punk picked up two of them on assault charges." He said and I groaned, Phil was an annoying detective that we had nicknamed Punk because he was an ass. He was always looking for problems and dirt to lock us up on. I either had to deal with him or Ted and Cody, the other drug lords on the other side of Tampa.

"Who do you have?" I asked him.

"tar i leith" he yelled and two guys walked into the room. I was impressed by one of the guys size, but I didn't know if they were smart.

"Who are they and have they ever worked for you before?" I asked him.

"This is Shad and Mark. Shad works for me doing free0lance muscle and Mark worked for Dad." He said and I nodded. I knew that Dave Finely didn't trust many men so he would have to be good to work for him.

"Alright, Drew!" I yelled. He appeared and waited for me to tell him what to do.

"Drew, this is Mark and Shad, they are the last two members for tonight. They know that if any of you fucks up you will be floating down the river with a bullet in your head." I said and looked at them when I said it.

I finished up business and left for the restaurant. I hadn't seen Isla in 2 months; I was glad to see my sister.